rt if you wanna be friends & are okay w dming !!
17+ only pls!!
*pic not mine*
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Going to school so you can starve without people noticing>>>
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I did a thing, pls praise me I need validation :')
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I’m a full adult who’s still a virgin because I don’t want someone to see my body in such an intimate way. This is what I hate most. The fear that when they see me they’ll be disgusted. Like wtf.
I’m not sure that anyone relates to this, but I needed it off my chest, and well none of you know me.
Keep my secret would you?
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Ana got me questioning if breathing during weighing makes me gain weight.
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Anyone else who have lost a lot of weight but still see themselves just as «big» as they were before? Like you look at the scale and dont belive it bc to yourself you look the exact same?
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hunger used to feel so beautiful, i should never have stopped restricting, i want it to feel as pretty as it did before. i swear ill get back to feeling beautiful and empty
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you get “morning skinny” because you don’t eat for 8 hours. now imagine what you’d look like if you starved for just 48 hours?
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YOU’RE NOT HUNGRY. YOU’RE BORED.
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I'm so in love with autumn 🍂🍁🧡
After spending the entire year munching on way too much food I finally get to cocoon myself up in thick layers of clothing, hiding away the ugly creature I've created. I get to cozy up in beautiful sweaters, hoodies, coats and boots and if I'm at home I can wear just oversized knitted sweaters and thick, woolen stockings to cover my thighs. I'll be all wrapped up in warmth, protected from the cold and refusing food. I'll slowly starve myself over the time, just sipping on tea and black coffee, thinking about spring. When I unfold my beautiful wings to show off their colors, what will they look like? I'm a good little cocoon, enjoying the view from my windowsill. I can almost taste what my ribs will feel like once I get to pull off all of these layers. And one day when I get up from my cozy place I'll drop the blankets from my shoulders, the layers of fabric around my now dainty little butterfly body. I'll be able to count my ribs without touching them. And my collarbones, oh, my sweet collarbones. They'll be sharp enough to cut glass but I'd much rather just have them hold sweet nectar for other butterflies to sip on. I'll unfold my wings for the first time, excited to see what pattern they have. Ready to show them off to everybody, taking their breaths away and seeing them trying to recognize the chubby caterpillar I once was.
I'll be a butterfly.
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POV: me whenever I eat something else than my safe foods
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