I know that I’m thin but I want to be thinner. I want to have thighs that don’t touch and a body as light as a feather. I run because I want to burn calories. Burn off that chocolate bar I just consumed and so much more. I want 115 pounds when I am a perfectly thin perfectly healthy 130. Im angry at myself because I hate myself. I want perfection but perfection is unreal. I want to be okay when I graduate from high school this coming year and go off to college with my boyfriend and be okay knowing that Im gonna make […]