- thighs that don’t touch
- long, long hair
- visible collarbones
- visible ribs
- protruding hipbones
- concave stomach
- for sweaters to hang off of me
- to feel dizzy
- to be hungry
- Marlboro reds
- a new lighter
- better friends
- a girlfriend
- perfection
This phrase was a submission. Don’t get on my ass about it.
(via imabeskinny)
I used to run an unhealthy weightloss blog with this same url, but quit for awhile to try and lose weight the healthy…. Sadly, I only ended up gaining. I feel sick, worthless, grotesque. I feel like an elephant, all I see when I look in the mirror is fat. All I see when I look at food is the enemy, the reason for my self-loathing. I hate it. I have to be thin, I have to feel perfect, feel okay for just once in my life. I really thought I could beat this, but what I’ve heard is true: Once you befriend Ana, she doesn’t leave you alone.
If you’re a weightloss blog, especially an unhealthy one, like this or follow me. I’ll most-likely follow back.