Sarcasm, Eating Disorders, College Life, and everything else.. Oh and for those who hate cursing.. Fuck you. Just kidding.. But seriously.

My Story

I was normal.

Thinner than average till the curse of puberty.
In one summer I grew two cup sizes and three pant sizes.
I didn't hate it at first because the boys liked it...
Till my mother started calling me chubby. I was only 110 pounds..
So I ignored it. I ignored the fat growing. I loved food. I entered highschool at 100 pounds and left at 155 stayin the same height.
Sophomore year I starved myself..hospitalized, lied to, recovered.
Senior year I was a whale then moved out... in April 2010 I had hit my highest weight ever.. 157 pounds. (160 actually)
I starved again. I got to 127.
Then put it on a back burner and got to 143, 138, 135, 142 I stopped getting on the scale. Summer was at a midpoint and I fell back to ANA.
I love ANA. She makes me confident and happy.
I starve and restrict I want 115...110
Now that I've tasted 115 I want 100...
Fuck that I want 99
I am not normal.