I hate food. It's not that I am afraid of it, or even that I find it evil or dangerous. I just don't like it; it is a little disgusting to me. Why? Seems quite an evolutionary failure.

I am as afraid of success as I am of failure.

I know the eating disorder is horrible. But it is very hard for me to believe it.

FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT FAT. . . A FUCKING WHALE.

And talk about insanity. Despite the fact that the diet pills give me a huge headache by the end of the day, I'm going to take them and wash them down with Diet Coke.

Yay!