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WHY DID I GO OUT AGAIN WHEN I KNOW THE CONSEQUENCES OF IT
when the day was so bad you don't even wanna log your cals or you know you'll cry (it's not even 6 pm yet)
my brother asked how much weight i lost and said i looked good... considering the fact i love my brother to death this is so validating and 100% my reason to keep going.
soon, it wont be my brother. somebody i have a crush on will notice me and compliment me. I WILL GET SKINNY.
ofc they put the bitch with an ed in food class. the way i had to break my fast for the carbiest shit too.
my favorite thing to do is lie on my back in bed. suck in my tummy, and feel my hip bones and ribs magically pop out.
who needs motivation when i have it right here?