Instead of listing my interests and quirks (indeed there are quite a few), I'll lend a very simple mission statement: I will be 95 pounds by December. My desire and will to do so are simple. I want to look like myself.
Peculiar or not, that self is very small. She doesn't live in this world of bustling streets and buildings that sit bloated, crass, and crowded... so it matters not how she looks through another pair of eyes. She only has streams and springs of rain-water to look into. Her reflections upon these bodies aren't as they should be.
No matter how much time must pass, nor how far the journey takes her, she will find the right water to glance upon. Perhaps she'll find herself when she shines a lamp down a well. Perhaps she'll see her figure, flawless in the sunshine of a still lake.
She'll dance through the light until her perfect portrait looks upon her from the water. She'll travel to nine-million waterfalls until one of them shows her her reflection. Where the white waters run still and silent, she'll appear in the perfect fall.
A small note: There are, in fact, nine-million waterfalls in the world.
Weight: 114 113 112 111 110 109 108 107 106 105 104 103 102 101 100 99 98 97 96 95
Height: 5'4"
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