Hardly eaten anything since Saturday. It’s now almost Friday. Travelling is rough. Iceland was beautiful tho.
Sunday I had 2.5 street tacos in NYC. Followed by an entire bag of baby goldfish and a kind bar. Purged those two in the airport lol.
Monday I had airplane pretzels and a cookie. Purged. Then had a apple and some weird Viking dish. And pizza. Purged what I could.
Tuesday I don’t remember what I had but there was pad Thai and an apple and some weetabix and a clif bar. Purged and that dumb bar got stuck in the toilet. Talk about fucking panic.
Yesterday I had breakfast that I purged almost immediately.
Today I fasted from breakfast yesterday until like five o’clock. Ate pretzels. Purged. Boyfriend wants dinner. Stressed the fuck out.
To the bones, my love. 