It's not that I felt fat at the time, once I looked in the mirror to see my jiggle arms my appetite was gone. Instead I walked over to grab the weights and pump for a half-hour. Mom was gonna be home soon so I ripped open a box of macaroni and cheese, leaving the box to sit in the open so she knows I ate something. I don't even bother to make it, I just dump whatever was in the box in the trash.
Lies, are what I live off of now. 'Macy did you eat anything?' The answer is always yes. Even if I haven't eaten for days. My mother doesn't keep track of the food supply or she just doesn't care. My Dad is never around, I bet he doesn't even know how old I am now. And my brother well he sees my bones and runs. I love my bones, to me there beautiful like all the models from sports illustrated. I guess me and my friends are the same, they all want to be skinny like me but they can't do what I do.
Water, is a girls best friend. 0 calories and always makes you feel full. Its my secret weapon and all I drink. I try to avoid food altogether, too messy. I like to think of myself as clean on the inside not filled with trash from all these brand stores. Who knows what's in them, or what your really eating. Right now my waist is at size 18" and I'm 89 pounds. I need to lose a couple more to get to where I want to be. I'm a bit short which works to my advantage, my age is really irrelevant cause no one believes I'm 17.