The scale is my best friend, and my worst enemy.
I haven't been on the scale in over a week, and it's killing me. I can feel my insides turning about. I need to get on the fucking scale. I don't want to be shaky anymore. I don't want "You've probably gained weight," to be running through my mind anymore. I have to know my weight. NOW.
Ana's love is like the wind. I can't see it, but I can feel it.
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