RE: THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE SAYING I GOT FATTER

For those of you in the comments section who are saying that I have gotten fat over the last few months, well, you're probably right. i have gained a lot of weight. you see, when you're a drug addicted A-List bipolar anorexic like me, your body fluctuates with the type of drugs you do...lemme explain...

This photo was taken when I was a fatass. Damn I was big. I wasn't on any drugs at this point, unless you call chocolate cake donuts a drug, which i didn't, but now it's, like, worse than heroin.

Ahh...the following pic is me during my glory days. This is when i was just eating celery and water, and i was hitting the cocaine pretty hard. I didn't put a drop of alcohol in my body tho cause that stuff will kill you.

After that photo was taken lots of you bitches were giving me flack about my wegith. regarless of you you say, i still think I looked good then. better than all you fat sluts out there. back then, i wasn't as depressed as i am now...that's what cocaine is good at...make you feel like you don't give a f**k about anything....but look at me now...

Ah...look at me now....not so much perfection, but damn if i don't have my rack back. how? it's called alcohol. i can stop being an anorexic if you give me a beer. sure, i'm a little chunky all over...but maybe in the right places? what do you think? do I need to lose a few?

BTW...20-something more days to go here in rehab. i stopped keeping count. to bored to keep count.

GOAL WEIGHT

I'm in here 28 days. Hopefully by the end of my stay with all this crappy food I'm eating...I can look a little bit more trim. Here's a little Thinspiration for a nice Saturday morning...

LETTERS FROM WONDERLAND

So I know we haven't talked in awhile. The therapist said I haven't really been talking to anyone in very long time ..like I've been talking, but not really "talking?"...you know? They say those that suffer from addiction never really do much of anything...or least at least that's the way it feels...sure I've been doing movies and talk shows and parties and gawd knows what...but everything i've done feels so distant it's like i was never even there...

People of the Jury, excuse this girl's rambling. Paparazzi, don't shoot. Perez, you're such a f**cking fake I don't know what to say. I'll get you back later for those "supposed" emaisl i've always been sending you.

So after I checked in yesterday THEY searched my ass head to toe. they took away everything.

no nail polish they say, i'd sniff itt.

no lipstick, don 't want to attract the attention of the other drunkies and pill poppers on my floor.

they let me keep my shoelasses and thankfully, i get to keep my laptop, and i get to talk to you.

The thereapist says this should help me. Talking to you again. So now I'm talking to you. Talk. Talk. Talk talkatalktalktalktaltkattalkkkkkkkkkkk.....

Nice.

Just wondering why they took my blackerberry? OMFGGGG!!! I might type another poourly spelled email.

Whatevs. Some of you are such freaking losers. "OMFGGGG!! SHE CAN'T SPELL! SHE MUST BE HIGHHHH!"

Ha. Well, kinda. But still, people. Lighten up.

Still might get it back i think. i'm a business girl and this is BIZZZNESSSS MAN.

So yeah. Thinking about redesigning this shizz? what do you think?

Love & Laxatives,

LL