Lunch. Just kill me now.

This is all I eat as I'm surrounded by cookies, chips, french fries, and amazingly good looking foods. I miss being able to eat them. :/

Tis a simple peach. Nothing more, nothing less.

-The Eye Sore

Well thats breakfast down.

I stole this idea from a friend on another website

(prettythin.com check it out!)

I'll be posting what I'm eating and pictures of it so people who are following my diet, and doing it with me can know what the portions should look like (:

Breakfast: 1/4 cup of Honey Roasted Honey Bunches of Oats, water, diet pills (optional, obviously)

I'll post lunch a bit late because I have school. xx

-The Eye Sore

S I N ♥

Fasting is the loveliest sin,
Nirvana emerges from such
Sanctity comes when it's time to weigh in,
Though we know that we weigh far too much.
Holy palmers bowing, hunched,
In front of porcelain gods to pray
Sacrificing breakfast and lunch,
Hoping to fade away.
Jesus Christ Superstar,
Bloody towels wipe vomit and acid
Our holy endeavors can't hide who we are,
Bone cathedrals, no longer placid.
Kneeling in front of providence,
Euphoria soon to begin
All we know is that heaven is near,
Fasting is the loveliest sin.

This is my way of telling you I'm fasting. I'm too sick of my apperance and I'm angry at the way I acted. I gorged myself yesterday. I'm so sick of my body. I'm not done with food, but I am putting off eating for a while. eight days to be exact.

-The Eye Sore

9/20/10

I ate too much yesterday. I can feel it. I'm so scared to step on the scale in the morning, but I know that I must. I'm so sick of starting OVER AND OVER. This is a never ending cycle. 

I have finally found a place where I feel like I belong. The problem is, that place is at youth group. I am not, nor will I ever be a christian. My friends bring me in the hopes that I will one day become one. I don't want to let them down, nor do I want to lose my comfortable place, but I feel like I'm living a lie. The only divine power in my life is Ana. 

I just want this to be over. I just wish my body would look how I want. I don't want to wait, I just want to go and do it. I don't want to lose the last ounce of faith I have left.

-The Eye Sore

I don't understand it.

I wince at my reflection.
The mirror is a disease.
With a mind like mine,
im nowhere near "At ease".

Shove the plate away.
Say i already ate.
Am i really passing?
Am i doing great?

Im no expert,
Barley a beginner.
But after a little practice,
you can avoid your dinner.

Step on the scale,
hope for perfection.
but you know by now,
the fat is an infection.

Stare at the dark,
wait for a brighter black.
Enjoy happiness now,
For the demons will come back...

This time, I won't try 9/18/10

I'm starting over for the one millionth time. I believe I have finally found the key to success. Surprisingly, I have found it by being a part of the marching band. In marching, our director always pushes us above and beyond our full potential. Sometimes it hurts, but it only makes us better in the long run. We had a competition today and came in first. That has never happened. 

I believe I can apply this to dieting. As I struggle to lose weight, the one thing I keep coming back to is, why don't I try hard enough? In marching band, there is not try. There is only DO. I simply need to stop trying to lose weight, and start actually doing it. 

As in marching band, I must push myself above and beyond my full potential. Even if it hurts, I must keep pushing. I have seen that the harder you push, the more you are rewarded in the end. I want my reward to be grand.

-The Eye Sore


Meal Plan:
Breakfast- dry cereal with green tea ♥ 200
Lunch- One peach and water ♥ 38
Dinner- Half a piece of toast and water ♥ 70