tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27166777088546426502012-02-07T15:16:15.244-08:00              one moment on the lips - forever on the hips<br>               nothing tastes as good as being skinny feels.nollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17061014847574577997noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2716677708854642650.post-75156553161050438742011-06-21T12:32:00.000-07:002011-06-21T12:34:42.998-07:00I went shopping today, I still need a dress for our graduation ceremony... which is this Saturday. uh-oh. I was pretty shocked when I saw myself in a full-length mirror in the store. God, I look terrible. I never realized how obvious it was how much weight I've gained. In the stomach, in the hips, in the thighs... it's fucking disgusting.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2716677708854642650-7515655316105043874?l=lilagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17061014847574577997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2716677708854642650.post-77078934189496912742011-06-20T05:29:00.000-07:002011-06-20T15:29:40.483-07:00<div style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:x-small;">weight</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:x-small;">too much<br /></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>adeline's six week challenge</em></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:large;">day 1 of week 1</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:x-small;">pounds lost: ?</span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:x-small;">pounds left: 30<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">breakfast (0 calories)<br /><br />brunch (0 calories)<br /><br />lunch (600 calories)<br /></span>penne with tomatoes and cheese (600)<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />tea<br /><br />dinner (170 calories)<br /></span><span>apple (70)<br />smoothie (100)</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><br />supper (330 calories)<br /></span><span>pumpkin soup (130)<br />strawberry bread (200)</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:large;">total calories: 1100</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2716677708854642650-7707893418949691274?l=lilagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17061014847574577997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2716677708854642650.post-1648081363523610272011-06-19T17:26:00.000-07:002011-06-19T17:32:20.628-07:00Ich möchte einen Sohn haben und ihn Jonathan nennen, nach Jonathan Löwenherz.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2716677708854642650-164808136352361027?l=lilagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17061014847574577997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2716677708854642650.post-19941091580650404332011-06-19T16:06:00.001-07:002011-06-19T16:06:43.520-07:00I feel like I am denying myself so much. I could be so very beautiful.<br />I want to be the most beautiful version of myself.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2716677708854642650-1994109158065040433?l=lilagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17061014847574577997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2716677708854642650.post-56343411236281177952011-06-19T15:43:00.000-07:002011-06-19T15:50:32.705-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;">I have come so far. Perhaps further than I should have, at this point in time. I don't hate myself anymore. I'm don't disgust myself anymore. I don't want to hurt myself anymore. No, as a matter of fact, I feel surprisingly good about myself.<br /><br />I don't think that I am ugly anymore. In fact, I think that I am beautiful, I really do. The thing is just... I think that I could be <span style="font-style: italic;">more</span> beautiful. <span style="font-style: italic;">So much more beautiful</span>. If only I lost a little weight. Not too much. I don't want to be all bones anymore, but I do want to have a tighter body. Free of flab. Beautiful.<br /><br />I feel like I am denying myself so much. I could be so very beautiful. I don't want to do that to myself anymore. I don't want to have any regrets anymore.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I want to be the most beautiful version of myself.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2716677708854642650-5634341123628117795?l=lilagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17061014847574577997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2716677708854642650.post-66616881624945502982011-06-19T13:36:00.000-07:002011-06-19T15:38:56.795-07:00I want to feel that I'm alive<br />In the short time that I have in this world,<br />I will live the way I want<br />I want to feel that I'm alive<br />Knowing that I am enough<br /><br />I have never lost who I was<br />I have only let it sleep<br />Maybe I never even had a choice<br />Except the will to stay alive<br /><br />All I want is to live a happy life<br />Because I am me<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">To be strong and to be free</span><br />To see each new day arise from night<br />I am here and my life is only mine<br />I want to feel that I've lived my life<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2716677708854642650-6661688162494550298?l=lilagreen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17061014847574577997noreply@blogger.com