[Catharsis.]

Well, weighing myself this morning was a mistake. I even underestimated how fat I am. So, I've set goals for daily calorie intake and the weight I eventually want to be, I'll get there in no time. Fuck off, Mam, I don't want lunch. Or dinner later. Cheers. Let me be. I want to cut the shit out of myself. Look at the state of me. So big and fat and ugly. I wish I could slash my thighs into pieces and cut all the fucking fat out of them. I'm so worthless. The numbers need to be lower. I need to look better. I should be better. But it's impossible. Why can't I just die already?