A month or so into ‘ana’: I’m gonna get SO skinny!!! I hate myself and I’m gonna fit into those jeans!!! I’m going to kiss people because I’ll be SKINNY!!! Skinny is perfect! I’ll be perfect!
A year into ‘ana’: *takes a puff of cigarette* ya know, kid, I’ve been here a long time and imma be here a long time more, I’ve been around the merry go round two or six times before, AINT nothin changed. I’m only 3.5kg lighter and guess who’s still a fat bitch.
I mean me? Right?
