Every Bite A Cut

After a long time I finally made it to my blog again. Weeks of binging made me fatter than ever. No chance to fight the cravings. But now I am back again. Every bad bite gives a cut on my forearm. And sometimes I aso do it just for fun because I started loving those cuts. Making them, seing them, having them. Just beautiful. I could stare at them and touch them for hours and hours. My own personal reminder of staying strong and never again let myself go so much like in the last weeks.

2009 will be my year of skinniness. I will finally reach my goal. 42 kilos. I am so much looking forward to that day.