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I didn't burst into puberty with long coltish legs, breast buds and wide eyed innocence.
I trudged there in the body of a 30 year old woman who has had two kids and the beginnings of a binge drinking problem.
I guess I'm something else.

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May 24 '13

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May 23 '13
Real love amounts to withholding the truth, even when you’re offered the perfect opportunity to hurt someone’s feelings.
— David Sedaris (via ridingsidesaddle)

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May 23 '13
Another part of the problem had to do with my long list of standards. Potential boyfriends could not smoke Merit cigarettes, own or wear a pair of cowboy boots, or eat anything labeled either lite or heart smart. Speech was important, and disqualifying phrases included “I can’t find my nipple ring” and “This one here was my first tattoo.” All street names had to be said in full, meaning no “Fifty-ninth and Lex,” and definitely no “Mad Ave.” They couldn’t drink more than I did, couldn’t write poetry in notebooks and read it out loud to an audience of strangers, and couldn’t use the words flick, freebie, cyberspace, progressive, or zeitgeist. They could not consider the human scalp an appropriate palette for self-expression, could not own a rainbow-striped flag, and could not say they had “discovered” any shop or restaurant currently listed in the phone book. Age, race, and weight were unimportant. In terms of mutual interests, I figured we could spend the rest of our lives discussing how much we hated the aforementioned characteristics.

David Sedaris: Me Talk Pretty One Day

Sedaris is different from me in countless ways, but in this we are the same.

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May 23 '13

when you want to eat but you remember how when the two of you are ‘intimate’, he digs his fingers into your flesh, desperate to feel bone. bread turns to cement and sticks to the roof of your mouth, clinging to the back of your teeth. you spit.

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May 23 '13

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May 22 '13

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May 21 '13

defyingthelabyrinth:

i would just like to remind everyone that only about 1/3 of eating disordered people are underweight. you can die from an eating disorder even if you are at a normal weight or overweight. you deserve help and recovery no matter what you weigh.

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May 21 '13
My biggest fear is that eventually you will see me the way I see myself.
— Anonymous (via bonjourarmand)

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May 21 '13
Most people die at 25 and aren’t buried until they’re 75
— Benjamin Franklin   (via happy-shaman)

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May 21 '13

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