I just promised myself that I wouldn't.
To look sexy in my bikini on New Years.
I really don't want to. I think I just want companionship.
Right now I actually feel pretty good about myself. If I binge, all that will vanish. It's not worth that.
I'm not hungry. Putting any more food into my stomach is going to make it hurt.
I'm tired, and I'm going to be going to bed in less than an hour.
I want to be hungry enough to eat breakfast in the morning so that I don't end up messing up my day.
My hands are really dry and I need alot of lotion on my hands. Lotion doesn't taste good.
And now...goodnight! This is my first time writing through the urge to binge, and it felt amazing!