I would actually eat your face right now.
your whole face.
im a person who’s diet used to consist of 20 units of alcohol per day and then went to whatever I baked in the morning/afternoon, probably averaging 2000 calories a day (after giving up smoking/drinking) so to say im not used to limiting my intake is an understatement.
my morning cake for breakfast, is now a shake.
my lunchtime greasy pizza is now a shake
and my lamb and veg dinner, is now soup and possibly a bread roll depending on the calorie intake.
my body HATES me.
I found myself looking up the calorie content of ALL chocolate bars yesterday, because I like to be fucking depressed!
its not like im typically “fat” I weighed 137lbs at the beginning of this, six days later im down to 134 lbs.
ideally I want to get down to 115.
I used to stray around 100.
you know what I hate… lbs….im British. I like stone.
134 lbs, sounds like im a fucking ogre.
oh well, ill carry on because one day I WILL get into all the clothes I buy without looking like im about to give birth, or did so yesterday.
fuck you mummy tummy.