Fuck!
I've developed a new rule for myself: I can eat all I want just as long as I work off twice an many calories beforehand. Even though I'll be on the ABC, I'm still going to be shooting for negative calories.
God, you don't know how wonderful it feels to be empty, pure. You can't even fathom the joy it brings me to lay on the cold living room floor as my vision slowly fades. And the pleasure from the uncontrollable stomach contractions from vomiting out all the toxins. An especially the tightness of your abdomen after 25 hours of eating absolutely nothing.
And the weakness.
The fear of exercising, walking up stairs, or even getting up to plug in your laptop charger because you may become faint.
I love it. It makes me sad that I'll have to wait a whole week to attempt a real fast again, but tomorrow I won't eat a thing. I have an idea:
Whenever I get the urge to eat something, I'll work off twice the amount of calories I would of ingested from it (like I mentioned above). And hopefully I'll kill off so much time I won't even be able to eat.
I don't really know what I'm going on about now.
My goal is to workout 5 times tomorrow. I need to punish myself for what I did tonight.
-Cassie
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