Can’t Give You Everything Because I Barely Hold It Together... in Chapter 9 : Oil Above Water

  • May 29, 2018, 8:14 p.m.
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Binge. Starve. Binge. Binge. Starve. Repeat ad nauseaum.

I binged at the weekend. Not as much as before. I couldn’t purge, circumstances wouldn’t allow it. There’s more than one way to skin a bitch.

Tomorrow I begin again.


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