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  <title>ashleynicole_x</title>
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  <updated>2009-10-04T20:54:40Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:6580</id>
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    <title>success?</title>
    <published>2009-10-04T20:54:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-04T20:54:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my newest goal is to post on here everyday with my previous days logs.&lt;br /&gt;i need to keep track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. today i've had &lt;br /&gt;a veggie subway sandwhich with cheese and two tbsp of mayo -300&lt;br /&gt;1 granola bar&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -140&lt;br /&gt;toast and jelly&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -145&lt;br /&gt;three jelly beans&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -10&lt;br /&gt;and one bite of cookie&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL - 620&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a fatass.&lt;br /&gt;ran a mile, walked another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashley, you fail.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:6399</id>
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    <title>dear ana</title>
    <published>2009-09-23T03:04:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-23T03:04:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i miss you</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:5976</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Rabbit Rabbit!</title>
    <published>2009-06-01T20:26:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-01T20:26:56Z</updated>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
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i'd lose 20 pounds&lt;br /&gt;winner ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:5632</id>
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    <title>ashleynicole_x @ 2009-06-01T15:14:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-01T20:14:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-01T20:14:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">please, someone, anyone.&lt;br /&gt;just talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;completely out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;my bulimia, now that its now been thrown out into the open, has quickly morphed into something i can't control.&lt;br /&gt;never, in my life, have i ever been so /terrified/ of food.&lt;br /&gt;i can't eat salad.&lt;br /&gt;i can't drink water cause i know it bloats me up and makes me even fatter.&lt;br /&gt;i can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonig out of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;and now recovery is just.. its the last thing i want.&lt;br /&gt;they're saying i can't exercise anymore.&lt;br /&gt;they're saying i need to go off my laxatives and when i do, because i've abused them so long, i'll most likely gain 10-15 pounds of dead weight.&lt;br /&gt;my family won't let me go to the bathroom after meals anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i can't go to friends houses.&lt;br /&gt;i can't go to my room after meals because they know i can puke in bags.&lt;br /&gt;i'm on lockdown in my own life.&lt;br /&gt;i had more freedom when i was lying my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it, but i'm going to have to lie my way through treatment..&lt;br /&gt;i hate wasting that money, i hate wasting that concern..&lt;br /&gt;but i literally CANNOT do this.&lt;br /&gt;i've been almost a month without throwing up; maybe two slip ups in an entire month.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could see that as good.&lt;br /&gt;but all it means is now i can't eat EVER.&lt;br /&gt;i used to crave anorexia, crave being able to just stop with food, crave not having to purge.&lt;br /&gt;i want to kill myself it was such a ridiculous wish.&lt;br /&gt;bulimia is horrid, it really is, but this is bulimia on speed.&lt;br /&gt;my bulimia's still running on high, its just dormant because i can't eat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i still need to use laxatives anytime i eat, and the eating itself is EXCRUCIATING..&lt;br /&gt;the pain..&lt;br /&gt;good lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cynthia..&lt;br /&gt;cynthia pretty much just stopped trying.&lt;br /&gt;she said she'd recover, she said she'd help.&lt;br /&gt;she's stopped.&lt;br /&gt;she made it what.. three days?&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad i mean so much.&lt;br /&gt;she loves me so much.&lt;br /&gt;sure.&lt;br /&gt;she's complaining about getting up to 120 again.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sitting here at FUCKING&amp;nbsp;130 AGAIN&amp;nbsp;knowing for a fact that if she ever got over 125 she'd cut herself and tear heself to pieces&lt;br /&gt;i'm gaining weight for her&lt;br /&gt;she tells me its okay&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;ashley, you're beautiful, you're not fat, you need to eat.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;what a fucking hypocrite. &lt;br /&gt;our relationship is falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;everything is falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to put it back together anymore.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:5419</id>
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    <title>day one</title>
    <published>2009-05-18T03:57:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-18T03:57:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">was pretty successful.&lt;br /&gt;i had a starbucks frappacino this morning- no whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was less than it was, so that kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, i had tea.&lt;br /&gt;and just finished chocolate milk.&lt;br /&gt;i'm debating purging the milk..&lt;br /&gt;i feel fat and heavy.&lt;br /&gt;no food.&lt;br /&gt;resisted binging.&lt;br /&gt;multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;i feel strong.&lt;br /&gt;day two is going to be a success (:</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:5258</id>
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    <title>ashleynicole_x @ 2009-05-11T23:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-12T04:23:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-12T04:23:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why can no one around me eat normally?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not&amp;nbsp; being dramatic, i'm not exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;NO&amp;nbsp;ONE i know does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my moms a closet anorexic. &lt;br /&gt;joe goes through phases of crazy diets and exercise and binges.&lt;br /&gt;my dads a compulsive over-eater.&lt;br /&gt;cynthia's a &amp;quot;recovered&amp;quot; anorexic. &lt;br /&gt;katie's losing her battle to be healthy- cutting to 200 calories a day.&lt;br /&gt;tifani balances between being a binge eater and becoming insanely health conscious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just.. are you fucking kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;i'm..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired of dealing with this shit.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of feeling like i'm not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of being /scared/ of food.&lt;br /&gt;i know the statistics of full recovery in an ideal enviorment.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in far less than ideal.&lt;br /&gt;i'm fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;update, thought-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure this will illicit some sort of terrible response, some you're wanna bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;frankly, i couldn't care less, so go for it.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;i'm curious as to the others on this community who have bulimia.&lt;br /&gt;is it only me who sees myself as a failure for having this /particular/ eating disorder?&lt;br /&gt;for not being able to control my emotions, and thus the compulsive way in which i deal with them?&lt;br /&gt;there's always so many highs and lows to my moods, the constant swinging, my tears, my cutting, my delight at the tiniest things, my enthusiasm for life.&lt;br /&gt;my brain can't keep up with the emotions and the constant /movement/ drives me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there anyone who secertely&amp;nbsp; wishes they could, should given the choice, by completely anorexic?&lt;br /&gt;silence the constant binge purge cycle.&lt;br /&gt;at least restriction results in a delicate balance of safety for me, a small period where i can breathe and be okay and not feel quite so guilty. its better than the constant swinging that i deal with now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i wish more than anything for health.&lt;br /&gt;to be /normal/. to eat with my friends, not waste my family's time, their money..&lt;br /&gt;to not disappoint the expectations of everyone around me,&lt;br /&gt;to not indulge only to deny and then tell myself i'm not worth anything, not worth life.&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;i just can't see it happening.&lt;br /&gt;i've tried so many times to privately recover.&lt;br /&gt;to do whats right, what i know is healthy.&lt;br /&gt;and here i sit, lamenting over half a homemade burger and a nutri-grain bar, wishing i had purged when i got the chance.&lt;br /&gt;its ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;the guilt.&lt;br /&gt;god, the guilt.&lt;br /&gt;i could shoot myself just to end the constant guilt.&lt;br /&gt;the purgings fucked with my body.&lt;br /&gt;everythings too slow or to fast- my hormones are out of check.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could starve.&lt;br /&gt;starve and just /die/.&lt;br /&gt;die if only for the silence, the lack of compulsion to tear myself apart.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not ignorant in thinking anorexia isn't horrible- frankly, i think in the scheme of things, its the more dangerous of the two, the one that permenantly messes with your brain, fucks everything over.&lt;br /&gt;so who the fuck am i to wish for something that could kill me?&lt;br /&gt;i'm a real piece of shit, and it disgusts me.&lt;br /&gt;and there the desire sits anyway.&lt;br /&gt;the steady silence that comes with no food, no acknowledgment of need.&lt;br /&gt;i want out of my mind, out of everything.&lt;br /&gt;i want the detatchement that comes right before you die.&lt;br /&gt;i want to feel like i accomplished something when nothing else in my life has turned out the way it was expected of me.&lt;br /&gt;i'd die to be thin.&lt;br /&gt;i realized it, and its sad.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if treatment will work.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i can let go of my restricting and allow myself to fully let go.&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a weak fuck.&lt;br /&gt;who would ever /hold on/ to an eating disorder?&lt;br /&gt;me, thats who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;that was long.&lt;br /&gt;and probably pointless save for i feel a tiny bit better.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>ashleynicole_x @ 2009-05-11T23:20:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-12T04:20:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-12T04:20:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so.&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who read about my freakout last week-&lt;br /&gt;me and cynthia are better.&lt;br /&gt;better-ish anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't necessarily call us stable, but we're headed in that direction.&lt;br /&gt;which is..&lt;br /&gt;its wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i wouldn't be able to function without her.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;thats good (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however.&lt;br /&gt;this last friday.&lt;br /&gt;i freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;had a shit day, had my step dad tell me he wished i didn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;which prompted a breakdown at school.&lt;br /&gt;which prompted me being sent to a youth advocate. &lt;br /&gt;which prompted me being overwhelmed, stressed, sleep-deprived and then a victim of terrible terrible decision making.&lt;br /&gt;i told them about my bulimia&lt;br /&gt;my dad was informed.&lt;br /&gt;i start therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sighs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i can stop binging and purging.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been able to eat lately because i've been so freaked out about it...&lt;br /&gt;i know i don't want to be bulimic anymore, but the thought of getting rid of it is terrifying..&lt;br /&gt;-blush-&lt;br /&gt;i guess i can always go back if i can't handle life without it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;i also finally started my job. :D&lt;br /&gt;which means i can start getting money, pay for my extra classes, and hopefully put me one step early to graduating at the end of my junior year.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;all good things (:</content>
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    <title>cynthia hates me</title>
    <published>2009-05-07T06:04:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T06:04:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i want to die.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:4588</id>
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    <title>bulimia...</title>
    <published>2009-05-04T04:10:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-04T04:10:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've got to stop.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i continue bulimia anymore i'm gonna end up killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;i want to /die/ so much of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made the decision to stop purging.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't all weekend.&lt;br /&gt;still binged unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;143.&lt;br /&gt;i can't.. i can't even describe the disgust when i got on that scale.&lt;br /&gt;i..&lt;br /&gt;140's...&lt;br /&gt;i've decided anorexia is my only hope.&lt;br /&gt;bulimia is so consuming.. so backwards and based on consumption and a outlet for my stresses and feelings and fears.&lt;br /&gt;i understand that.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't keep going on like this.&lt;br /&gt;i know anorexia is no better.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, it may be worse.&lt;br /&gt;but i just.. i can't.&lt;br /&gt;i can't anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i will do /anything/ to stop binging.&lt;br /&gt;the compulsion to binge, and then the struggle to not purge..&lt;br /&gt;its excruciating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm willing to die to be thin.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it over a lot this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;it was a horrendous and bleak conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;its the truth.&lt;br /&gt;i'm willing to die.&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;anorexia.&lt;br /&gt;here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday-sunday- liquid fast.&lt;br /&gt;NO&amp;nbsp;SOLIDS.&lt;br /&gt;at all.&lt;br /&gt;faint for all i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300 calorie burn. &lt;br /&gt;i wonder how much i can lose this week...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:4333</id>
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    <title>goodbye bulimia</title>
    <published>2009-04-22T04:16:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-28T01:19:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Nothing can stop the man with the right mental attitude from achieving his goal&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;; nothing on earth can help the man                            with the wrong mental attitude. &lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;b&gt;Thomas Jefferson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;We                            are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, &lt;br /&gt;                           is not an act but a habit.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Aristotle&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Work                            spares us from three evils: boredom, vice, and need.&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;b&gt;Voltaire &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Keep steadily before you the fact that all true success depends at last upon yourself.&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;b&gt;Theodore T. Hunger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Success                            is the sum of small efforts, repeated day in and day                            out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Robert Collier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather a &lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;lack in will.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Vince Lombardi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Impatience                            never commanded success.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Edwin H. Chapin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;To                            climb steep hills requires a slow pace at first.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Success does not consist in never making blunders, but in never making the same one a second time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Josh Billing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#000099"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color="#000099"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:3984</id>
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    <title>136</title>
    <published>2009-04-20T11:36:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-20T11:36:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">a weekend of binging. &lt;br /&gt;so so so much fucking food.&lt;br /&gt;it was my birthday weekend, and i just went insane.&lt;br /&gt;and, yesterday, i was 139.&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;a pound away from 140 and the sign that i&lt;strong&gt; GAINED&amp;nbsp;NINE&amp;nbsp;POUNDS&lt;/strong&gt; since thursday.&lt;br /&gt;i'm a fucking pig.&lt;br /&gt;i can't.. i just can't even believe i did that.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling the reprercussions now.&lt;br /&gt;i took 4 extra strength laxatives yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting for them to kick in- my luck it'll happen during school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;i've created a plan to get me back down to 130 by friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday- water, jello, water packets, gum&lt;br /&gt;tuesday - water, jello, water packets, gum, pudding&lt;br /&gt;wednesday water, jello, water packets, gum, pudding&lt;br /&gt;thursday- water, jello, water packets, gum STEAMERS&amp;nbsp;BROCCOLI ONLY&amp;nbsp;if i'm going to pass out.&lt;br /&gt;friday- water, jello, water packets, gum, pudding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:3646</id>
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    <title>ashleynicole_x @ 2009-04-13T23:51:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-14T04:55:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-14T04:55:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">STILL at 132 :/&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to break past 131.&lt;br /&gt;i've been bouncing back and forth between these two for almost two weeks. &amp;gt;;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was pretty successful.&lt;br /&gt;the goal was under 200.&lt;br /&gt;i had&lt;br /&gt;cereal -120&lt;br /&gt;spinach -10&lt;br /&gt;strawberries- 53&lt;br /&gt;sucker -50&lt;br /&gt;starburst- 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. my total..&lt;br /&gt;253 :/&lt;br /&gt;okay without the sucker; i was craving candy /so/ badly though..&lt;br /&gt;pig.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want 130 tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;it won't happen, but i can still hope.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm just waiting for cynthia to call; i'm fucking exhausted but i know she wants to talk.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrows a day of trying to avoid being a fatass when my grandparents take me out for my birthday dinner :/&lt;br /&gt;lone star, chicken ceaser salad.&lt;br /&gt;under 500 calories.&lt;br /&gt;i looked it up early.&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING is gonna deter me that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:3254</id>
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    <title>i want cynthia. badly.</title>
    <published>2009-04-07T03:10:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-07T03:10:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">133 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;132 after school.&lt;br /&gt;i napped, and had a banana (90 calories)&lt;br /&gt;then a new learn cuisine dinner (270)&lt;br /&gt;i left all of the meat and ate the vegetables and potatoes. &lt;br /&gt;so i'm guessing it was actually closer to 200 calories.&lt;br /&gt;whats pathetic is i debated purging.&lt;br /&gt;debated it a lot..&lt;br /&gt;just.. the food is so /heavy/..&lt;br /&gt;it just sits and i can feel it expand and take over and i'm so scared to keep food in me anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i'm going crazy..&lt;br /&gt;and now debating on laxatives :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;for the now.&lt;br /&gt;total of 290.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;could be better, could be worse.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna run tonight, burn off 300.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll be 130 or 131 tomorrow morning. &lt;br /&gt;129 by wednesday night/ thursday morning.&lt;br /&gt;then a two day fast and then raw veggies/fruits until the 9th.&lt;br /&gt;god help me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i'm doing anymore.</content>
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    <title>its 3:47 in the morning</title>
    <published>2009-04-06T08:58:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-06T08:58:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">and i'm awake.&lt;br /&gt;talking to cynthia.&lt;br /&gt;wishing desperately she didn't live so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;i don't know my calorie intake for today.&lt;br /&gt;or yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;or friday for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what the fuck is going on.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in and out of caring, of caring about anything..&lt;br /&gt;i'm at 133.&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to be 129 by thursday.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;oh fucking well.&lt;br /&gt;i don't need food..&lt;br /&gt;i want to go weigh myself..&lt;br /&gt;i will. &lt;br /&gt;still 133.&lt;br /&gt;i was scared the coffee water weight would kick me up.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;still 133..</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:2570</id>
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    <title>i've been...</title>
    <published>2009-03-02T02:22:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-02T02:22:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;friday i stayed home from school because i just ached.&lt;br /&gt;my bones hurt.&lt;br /&gt;everything hurt.&lt;br /&gt;i just didn't have the willpower to pull myself out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;friday i ended up eating like.. 1000 calories. &lt;br /&gt;fucking fatass i know.&lt;br /&gt;the only bonus was i burned off 900 of those calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday however..&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;i can't even go into it.&lt;br /&gt;or today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just..&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;i went to tifani's.&lt;br /&gt;which was a major trigger.&lt;br /&gt;and there i went.&lt;br /&gt;eat, eat, eat.&lt;br /&gt;it was..&lt;br /&gt;it was awful.&lt;br /&gt;i faked an upset stomach and purged at her house saturday night after the wedding&lt;br /&gt;not a ton came up.&lt;br /&gt;i took six laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;not a lot came out.&lt;br /&gt;i was back at 135 at like.. 3pm today.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not checking again until tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;i stopped eating at 5.&lt;br /&gt;just..&lt;br /&gt;i don't need food ever again.&lt;br /&gt;liquid fast until friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;i actually feel capable.&lt;br /&gt;my fast thursday was extremely successful. &lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;here's hoping i can drag it out and not let the light-headedness corrupt me like it did friday..&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cw- 135&lt;br /&gt;high- 153&lt;br /&gt;low- well, the lowest in the last few years- 132 - as of friday morning &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; i ruined it.&lt;br /&gt;and gw1- 125 by march 11th.&lt;br /&gt;10 pounds in 11 days. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw2- 120 by march 17th.&lt;br /&gt;5 pounds in 7 days- this will be extremely hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gw3-115 by march 30th.&lt;br /&gt;5 pounds in 13 days.&lt;br /&gt;should be doable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ultimategw- 110. by my birthday. -april 16th.&amp;nbsp; 5 pounds in 17 days.&lt;br /&gt;easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm capable.&lt;br /&gt;i've got willpower.&lt;br /&gt;i can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think thin.</content>
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    <title>ashamed</title>
    <published>2009-02-26T00:05:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-26T00:05:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">to ashamed to even post on ana queen.&lt;br /&gt;binged.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;after my amazing day yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;i think i freak myself out after i have a good day cause i'm so nervous to ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;then i do.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know..&lt;br /&gt;i took laxatives.&lt;br /&gt;four.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be hurting soon.&lt;br /&gt;lolz..&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so fat and drained and worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;138.&lt;br /&gt;-sighs-&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to be 134 today..&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;repulsive.</content>
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    <title>THINSPO</title>
    <published>2009-02-23T04:30:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-23T04:30:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://thinspiration4life.blogspot.com/2008/06/paint-it-black.html"&gt;http://thinspiration4life.blogspot.com/2008/06/paint-it-black.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ashleynicole_x:1854</id>
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    <title>so.ac</title>
    <published>2009-02-23T03:41:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-23T03:41:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">access to a scale did not make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;139.&lt;br /&gt;granted, its at the end of the day..&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;still.&lt;br /&gt;jesus christ, i'm disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i'm working on it.&lt;br /&gt;i burned 350 calories on the treadmill. i only planned on 300.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;i'm pleased.&lt;br /&gt;especially since i pushed myself harder than i knew i could even go.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna jump into the five day fast with a few others online.&lt;br /&gt;my fast will probably consist of at least a gronala bar a day though.&lt;br /&gt;or i'll binge.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still weak.&lt;br /&gt;i need to get my will-power back like i had it this summer.&lt;br /&gt;ah.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrows a new day.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post my weight as soon as i wake up.</content>
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    <title>FAT FAILURE</title>
    <published>2009-02-22T23:38:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-22T23:38:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FAT&amp;nbsp;FAT&amp;nbsp;FAT.&lt;br /&gt;that is all.</content>
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    <title>hola loves</title>
    <published>2009-02-19T12:45:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-19T12:45:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">day two of abc. &lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;500 calories.&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;telling myself everything will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully telling myself will make it true.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently eating a yogurt- 80 calories.&lt;br /&gt;and i plan on having a lean cuisine or smart ones for dinner- roughly 300 calories.&lt;br /&gt;i'll update the actual numbers later, but right now i just wanted to have a rough estimate of how i'd be doing.&lt;br /&gt;i have to be very careful tonight- my dad's house is where i binge.&lt;br /&gt;especially cause my grandpa's in town- we'll prolly make a big dinner or try to go out.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;i'm having my lean cuisine no matter what they make for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;and if we go out..&lt;br /&gt;ah. :/&lt;br /&gt;i'll get a salad and pick everything off.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully that'll work- i hate not knowning the actual calories of what i eat. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any suggestions/ tips for making tonight easier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love babes.&lt;br /&gt;think thin, think gorgeous (:</content>
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    <title>Epic failure</title>
    <published>2009-02-18T01:54:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-18T01:54:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">seriously.&lt;br /&gt;just awful.&lt;br /&gt;it was horrendous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably two cups of pasta.&lt;br /&gt;no joke, about 10 oreos.&lt;br /&gt;cereal.&lt;br /&gt;a pop tart and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took laxatives..&lt;br /&gt;a ton of them, but still..&lt;br /&gt;its only water weight that i'm gonna lose..&lt;br /&gt;i just..&lt;br /&gt;i feel so terrible..&lt;br /&gt;so so bad..&lt;br /&gt;i can't even explain.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't hit binge mode like that in a while. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrows a new day, right?&lt;br /&gt;god, give me strength..</content>
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