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December 15th, 2009
ieatmywords
[frailing]
 | 06:05 pm
I am not going to set myself free here
I am following some dark fortune
Some circle in me
Hold back the wind
Hold back the rain
I want to live
To see good weather
Hold back the years
Hold back the hours
I want to live
To see the sun break through
These days
Under this weather
Under this weather
Such shadows are blossoming
In me
- Patrick Wolf, "The Weather"
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December 14th, 2009
ieatmywords
[frailing]
| 06:43 pm
She's hiding, she's hiding on a battleship of baggage and bones
There's thunder, there's lightning in an avalanche of faces you know
Heaven can wait
and hell's too far ago
Somewhere between
what you need and what you know
And they're trying to drive that escalator into the ground
- Charlotte Gainsbourg, "Heaven Can Wait"
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ieatmywords
[frailing]
| 05:59 pm
walk the line and pay the price
a pound of flesh for paradise
wear the wounds of your demise
a pound of flesh for paradise
10 years, "all your lies"
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ieatmywords
[frailing]
| 05:55 pm
how small do you want me to be?
weighed in the balance,
left lonely
so much can be said through silence;
as hard as it seems,
all that we need is too close to be seen
10 years, "seasons to cycles"
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December 12th, 2009
ieatmywords
[fleshballoon]
 | 05:07 pm
Life is not easy for any of us.
But what of that?
We much have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves.
We must believe that we are gifted for something and that this thing must be obtained.
--Marie Curie
Maybe not ED-specific, but an amazing inspiration to me.
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ieatmywords
[antoinette]
 | 10:10 pm
"[An eating disroder] is, at the most basic level, a bundle of contradictions: a desire for power that strips you of all power. A gesture of strength that divests you of all strength."
— Marya Hornbacher
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/classic/blah.gif) blah
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December 11th, 2009
ieatmywords
[notacrnflkgirl]
 | 03:17 am
"I'm eaten up by … what? The calories in that apple? Life is short and we are all eaten up by nothing. I could be thinking about so many wonderful things now. But I'm thinking about not eating tomorrow. I could meditate on that thought. I could hum it to sleep."
—![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) siberianfox, quoted with permission
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December 8th, 2009
ieatmywords
[loquats]
 | 04:50 pm
I’ll make it seem like I’m stronger, but I’m quite the actor.
And now I’m so caught up and I can’t escape this pattern.
– 'I've Got Your Number,' Passion Pit
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December 7th, 2009
ieatmywords
[notacrnflkgirl]
 | 08:22 pm - As told to Fritz Liedtke
The graduation ceremony from my treatment program included all the therapists and clients. We sat in a circle, and passed around my pink rock, each person wishing into it something for me. I don't remember most of these wishes because I was so frazzled by the thought of being in charge of my own recovery. There were so many What ifs:
What if…I struggle again?
What if I'm healthy; what is that going to be life?
What if I try to set boundaries, and nobody respects them?
What if I'm all alone? Will people just forget about me?
What if I didn't eat, just one more time?
Katie C, 19
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ieatmywords
[skinnytown]
 | 12:41 pm
"To eat is to appropriate by destruction." - Jean-Paul Sartre
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December 6th, 2009
ieatmywords
[notacrnflkgirl]
| 06:30 am - Horoscope
I read my horoscope every month when it comes out because the astrologer is so damn wordy. Anyway, I like this one.
You spend an inordinate amount of time and energy dealing with your fear, and you must be getting sick of it. There are many processes available to work this out, though I suggest you move away from anything that resembles an analytical approach. That is only likely to make matters worse. So, too, will eliminating the alleged "sources" of fear in your environment, or doing things to make yourself feel safer. Defensive measures will reinforce the idea that you have something to worry about. Seen through the lens of astrology, the issue looks existential in nature: You are dealing with fear based on fear of existing, and it then gets projected onto the many different facets of existence. That's why it takes up residence in so many places, in so many ways. Considered another way, you may be caught in a fear of being yourself rooted in a deeper concern that you don't know who you are, questioning whether your deeper self exists. Suffice it to say, you exist and your existence goes all the way in, through an opening to a wider space of identity that we all share—and this is the space you are now searching for. You've tried to define yourself by comparing yourself to others, though I assure you: This is how we find conflict rather than common ground.
The rest here
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December 4th, 2009
ieatmywords
[antoinette]
 | 12:55 pm - sylvia plath
Darling, all night
I have been flickering, off, on, off, on.
The sheets grow heavy as a lecher’s kiss.
Three days. Three nights.
Lemon water, chicken
Water, water make me retch.
I am too pure for you or anyone.
Your body
Hurts me as the world hurts God.
- Sylvia Plath - Fever 103º
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/classic/sad.gif) hungry
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