i want a body to die for.

I am still grotesquely bloated. My ribcage has expanded, I'm sure of it. I feel dehydrated and nauseous and fat and bloated and huge and disgusting. I am a beached whale.

I'm getting fatter. I'm also sure of that. I cannot look in the mirror anymore without getting an overwhelming urge to just run down to the kitchen, grab a sharp serrated knife, and just start cutting the fat off in huge pieces. Like a butcher hacking fat of a carcass. I am disgusting.

I'm not eating today. I am allowed fruits and veggies, in the tiniest amounts. That is all.