This blog is a story about me and my dear friend Ana (aka. anorexia). It's partly fiction, but almost completely true. And it's definately Pro Ana.
Monday, October 26, 2009
I smiled as i looked into the mirror. My collarbone was starting to show. My hip bones had begun to poke out a little bit. My ribs would be showing soon. I was almost beautiful. "I love you, Ana," i said aloud to no one in particular.