I am like a five year old on crack when
I go into the Disney store,
instead of a 22 year old girl that
just wants bones.
I forget about my eating disorder
when I see all of the toys, the memories,
and the glossy statues.
I'm five again. on a sugar rush.
and I'm happy...
^
got that little guy today....
and when I got home,
I bent over the toilet
and threw up what
I ate...
weird how a place can change you
and once you leave that
place you're back to being
the forbidden little girl
that you locked away
in your closet....
the one that your parents see
sometimes hiding behind your eyes
until you shift and put your guard up again.
Damn Disney.
I did awful today.
I had four stuffed grape leaves.
a turkey sub.
pop.
the fries really screwed me up.
Tomorrow will be better.
:)
.Glitch.
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