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It starts with a thought My body tense familiar that feeling of anxiety in my belly again I Eat half a bowl of rice at 9pm my meal of the day and You're gone again for the summer my life is starting i am ready It starts with a thought I clean the scissors off they are sticky i check the mirror for evidence of fat loss i Try to go jogging up the hill but i am too tired too starved My faulty heart thuds and my lungs shrink i can't do it i'm not healthy enough It starts with a thought I count up my days calories one coke half bowl of rice I am disappointed with the number i can do better i can really starve and then i'll happy It starts with a thought I think of HPV hypochondria lymph nodes pregnancy I grab the scissors tie the band around my hair It starts with a thought the blades close around my hair long blond natural soft shiny crowning glory 10 inches down my back I hear one last snip and the ponytail is free I shake my head the hair is short so short and happiness wells up in me i feel so light i feel invincible It starts with thought and I'm not ******** you I did it I did it.
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Aug 17, 2014
Aug 17, 2014 at 10:47 PM UTC
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It starts with a thought My body tense familiar that feeling of anxiety in my belly again I Eat half a bowl of rice at 9pm my meal of the day and You're gone again for the summer my life is starting i am ready It starts with a thought I clean the scissors off they are sticky i check the mirror for evidence of fat loss i Try to go jogging up the hill but i am too tired too starved My faulty heart thuds and my lungs shrink i can't do it i'm not healthy enough It starts with a thought I count up my days calories one coke half bowl of rice I am disappointed with the number i can do better i can really starve and then i'll happy It starts with a thought I think of HPV hypochondria lymph nodes pregnancy I grab the scissors tie the band around my hair It starts with a thought the blades close around my hair long blond natural soft shiny crowning glory 10 inches down my back I hear one last snip and the ponytail is free I shake my head the hair is short so short and happiness wells up in me i feel so light i feel invincible It starts with thought and I'm not ******** you I did it I did it.
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Aug 17, 2014
Aug 17, 2014 at 10:47 PM UTC
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