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172cm (5'6")
GW: 55kg (121 lbs)
GW: 50kg (110 lbs)
UGW: 43kg (94 lbs)
- I want stick thin arms
- skinny waist so that abs are visible even if I don’t work out
-skinny long legs
-sharp knees
- defined cheekbones
- beautiful back with a beautiful bone line
- sharp shoulders
- cute toned ass
- a huge tight gap
- defined elegant collar bones
- sexy hip bones
(Winter is my favorite time of year, I love winter fashion and makeup and I absolutely adore the holiday season, so since there’s about 6 months to December and I think most of us can make UGW by then, I wanted to make this post even though it’s off season! Good luck everyone!!)
🎄 Being completely enveloped in a sweater that barely fit you before, looking cozy and warm
☕ Fitting in with all the idealistic holiday imagery when going shopping instead of standing out like a tourist
⛄Taking aesthetic pictures that look like modeling shoots with all the Christmas lights and snow reflections
❄ Being fussed over by family members to bundle up “or you’ll get blown away!”
🌬 Going to family parties and getting comments about how much smaller and daintier you look
🎅 Getting presents that don’t fit you as well anymore (because people don’t know your current size) but looking good in baggy clothes anyway
🔔 Feeling graceful and elegant (as much as anyone can lol) walking in the snow instead of lumbering around like a bear
🌟 When you’re pale or ashy and cold you’ll look tragically beautiful, not sickly. (And people sympathise with that and want to warm you up haha)
this is exactly what i needed oml thank you
🎄
“Did you loose weight?”
“You look thinner lately!”
“I wish I had a thigh gap like yours!”
“You’re so small!”
“You look really good lately!”
“You are body goals!”
“I wish I was thin like you.”
“I wish I had your body!”
“Didn’t you use to be fat?”
“I’m jealous of your weight!”
“You’re the skinny friend.”
“You lost weight! You look great!”
🖤
to me the best thinspo is those pictures of skinny girls just relaxing with friends or at a party or just doing something regular. like the picture isn’t even meant to be thinspo. they don’t even think about being skinny. they just are. to me that’s the best thinspo
30 day thinspo challenge
Day 1: Your stats
Day 2: How tall are you, do you like your height?
Day 3: A picture of your thinspiration. What features do you like about this person?
Day 4: Your Greatest fears about weight loss
Day 5: Why do you really want to lose weight? Are you doing it for you?
Day 6: Do you binge? If so, explain why you think you do.
Day 7: Do your parents know you are trying to lose weight? Do they care?
Day 8: Your workout routine.
Day 9: Did people ever make comments about your weight in a negative way?
Day 10: What was the hardest thing you gave up during this weight loss?
Day 11: Your favourite thinspo blog and why.
Day 12: What do you normally eat?
Day 13: Are you losing weight in a healthy or unhealthy way?
Day 14: What’s your UGW? When do you expect to reach it?
Day 15: Are you vegan or vegetarian? If so, has this helped you lose weight? If not, would you ever consider turning vegan or vegetarian?
Day 16: When did you first decide to lose weight?
Day 17: Do you have an eating disorder?
Day 18: What food is your weakness?
Day 19: When is the last time you ate fast food?
Day 20: Favourite diet?
Day 21: What are your clothing sizes?
Day 22: What was your lowest weight? How and why did you gain?
Day 23: Did the media play a role in your wanting to lose weight?
Day 24: How do you feel about the terms pro-ana/pro-mia.
Day 25: Have you ever purged? If you have, describe your first experience.
Day 26: What excites you most about reaching your UGW?
Day 27: How do you deal with being around food?
Day 28: Do you want that gap between your legs? Why?
Day 29: Your definition of beauty.
Day 30: 10 facts about you! And now, what are your stats?
Gonna start this now to motivate me.
starting this
Starting today!
For the people who wanted it !
It snows. Little cristal flokes of frozen water falling out of the sky. Everything is covered in a blanket of snow. Everything is white. Pure. Just like you are.
You lost more weight than you could have dreamed. Next year you will start as a skinny, thin person. You tighten the scarf around your elegant neck. You watch you friends in the middle of a snow fight.
Out of nowhere your crush joins you at the bench you sat your tiny butt on. He hands you a coffee. You expect him to look at the chaos of the snow fight, but he doesn’t.
He looks at you. Smiles. A twinkle in his eyes. Then he covers your small hand with his. Enlace his strong fingers with you boney fingers. Look like you will start next year very, very well.
A boyfriend.
A skinny body.
Bones that show. Ribcage. Collarbones.
Clear face. Cheekbones. Sharp jawline.
Confidence. Pretty clothes.
This is where you belong.
This is where you’re supposed to be.
This is what you worked so hard for.
This is what you deserve.
To be delicate, dainty, and fragile.
To proudly tell people your clothing size.
To have thighs that look small in anything.
To have thighs that don’t touch.
Thigh gap for days.
To wear a bikini.
So you won’t have to compare yourself to others.
To become thinspo.
To look cute tiny, skinny, and thin.
To have people ask, “do you even eat?”
To have people ask, “are you sick?”
To have people say, “omg you lost so much weight you’re perfect!”
To have people tell you to eat.
To have people say, “omg you look like a model you’re so skinny. ”
For the double take.
To look pretty in every picture.
To enjoy going out in public and not being scared people are judging you on how fat you are.
To wear thigh high socks that are too big they fall down.
Being able to sit on someone’s lap/being picked up effortlessly.
Having small thighs while sitting.
To feel confident in intimate situations.
To look cute while wearing high-end fashion.
For the thigh tattoos.
To focus on something other than your weight.
To look skinny in skinny jeans.
Looking tiny in baggy sweatshirts, sweatpants, and clothes.
To have visible collarbones.
To be the skinny girl.
So you don’t fuck up all the progress you’ve already made.
So doing your hair and makeup doesn’t feel like a waste.
So you aren’t wasting your youth.
For sharp cheekbones that highlight your flower crowns.
To be called tiny.
To finally accomplish your ultimate goal weight.
To watch Netflix in your panties and bra without being self conscious.
To prove them wrong and make them jealous.
The jealous stares.
“She looks anorexic” sounds so much better than “ew she’s fat.”
You’ll be perfect once you hit your ultimate goal weight.
You’ll be fat if you eat today.
Starving is control, we like control.
You’ll look prettier.
You don’t NEED food.
Starving is an excellent example of willpower.
People will see your beautiful bones.
People will remember you as the beautiful girl.
Thin girls are extra graceful.
You’ll have both inner and outer beauty.
If you eat the food will turn into fat making you look disgusting.
Bones are pure, princessy, and clean.
Fat is dirty and gross it hangs off you like a parasite.
Thin people look cute in ALL clothes.
You’ll look like a beautiful ballerina.
Starving anorexic girl or ugly fat girl?
People will congratulate you on how much you’ve lost.
People won’t judge you or think your fat.
Starving works, diets don’t.
Food makes you fat.
You’ll save money on food.
Think of anorexia as your secret weapon.
You’ll finally have control over your life, feelings, and body.
Your body will look perfect.
You’ll feel happier and more confident.
You’ll be free without the fat.
Everybody else will be envious.
Perfect body equals perfect soul.
Have you ever seen anyone not noticing a thin girl?
You’ll be able to wear mini skirts.
People will envy and admire your body.
Do you want to be fat?
Do you want to be morbidly obese?
You’ll fit in all pretty clothes.
Most models are anorexic too.
You’ll die skinny and beautiful.
Anorexia is control.
You don’t deserve food.
Food is your enemy.
Eat less, weigh less, fail less, feel less.
An imperfect body reflects an imperfect soul.
Hunger hurts, but starving works.
Starving is not a punishment, it’s the cure.
Coffee and smokes, and cold diet cokes, that’s what pretty girls are made of.
Fat lasts longer than flavor.
Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.
Slim thighs.
Thin is in.
A minute on the lips, a lifetime on the hips.
If you stop now, you will never get to your goal. Don’t give up.
Calories make you fat, food contains calories.
You’ll save time by not eating.
The word “fat” will only be used in a sarcastic way.
Is food more important than happiness?
Food is the devil, it’s mean, sneaky, and every bite makes you fat, ugly, bloated, and unhappy.
You’ll look like your favorite model.
Fat drags you down.
Cellulite or perfection?
You’ll be pure, holy, and clean.
Do you want all your skin to look like it’s going to burst because of all the fat?
You get a reward each time you’ve fasted over 3 days.
A tiny waist.
A great ass.
Being able to feel your bones.
To feel comfortable when someone touches or hugs me.
Legs that go on for days.
Looking 100% perfect and skinny.
Collarbones, cheekbones, and other bones I could cut you with.
To feel good about myself.
So I can finally have cheat days.
So I can post my own thinspo of myself.
So I don’t have to suck it in.
So I can get body piercings.
So I can get body tattoos.
So people can call me dainty, delicate, tiny, fragile, and adorably thin.
So I don’t look fat.
“I think all of my clothes are too big.”
A flat stomach.
Wearing a size 000 skinny jeans.
People saying “I wish I had your body.”
Not being afraid to show off my body.
Wearing a XXS.
No longer having huge manly arms.
Skinny arms.
Not being afraid to change in front of other people.
Walking around in my bra and panties.
Accomplishing self control.
Numbing the negative thoughts racing through my head.
I will be skinny.
I will be thin.
I will be beautiful.
You’ll get even fatter if you eat.
Do it so you can wear anything you want without it making you look fat.
It’s never worth it.
Imagine how much weight you’ve lost in the last few days. If you binge now that was all for nothing.
Do it for cute clothes, shopping sprees, and being happy in your own skin.
Because food will never satisfy you.
If you binge now, the urges will keep coming back. If you binge now it will not be the last time. It’ll keep going on and on. Break the cycle.
That full, fat, and I can’t breathe because I’m so stuffed feeling is so much worse than the euphoric, dizzy, shaking, and faint feeling of hunger.
Control is power.
Because you crave that euphoric, dizzy, shaking, faint, feeling of hunger.
Because you NEED that euphoric high of hunger.
Because you want people to notice you.
I want to see my bones when I look in the mirror.
I want to put my hands on my stomach and only feel my ribcage, no fat!
I want to look sexy in everything I wear.
I want to be so fragile and thin that someone’s afraid I might break.
I want my sweatpants to hang off my waist.
I want to be perfect for once in my life.
I want people’s jaws to drop when they see me.
I want to be even more addicted to socks because they will be my go-to clothing to wear when I have a beautiful thigh gap.
I want to be able to buy Victoria’s Secret PINK clothing.
I want to wear hoodies year round because I’m so cold.
Because everyone said, “no!”
I want to become friends with other girls who have eating disorders like myself.
I want to be able to get a belly button piercing.
I want to be able to get hip piercings.
I want to be able to get collarbone piercings.
I want to be able to get back dimple piercings.
I want to be able to get wrist piercings.
I want my weight to be a number I love.
I want to wear clothing with stripes on it without it making me look fat.
I want to wear skirts and dresses without worrying about my huge thunder thighs.
I want my hip bones to stick out.
I want to have a tiny waist that I can wrap my hands around.
I want to have tiny dainty arms.
I want to have fragile bony wrists.
I want my ribs to show whenever I look in the mirror.
To be comfortable in skinny jeans.
To not hate shopping.
To look cute all the time, even in a hoodie, and a messy bun.
To not have a chubby face.
To not have a chubby body.
To not have a double chin.
To not hate myself in pictures.
To feel comfortable introducing myself to people.
To feel comfortable going out in public.
To feel confident on the first day back to school.
To stop hating myself.
To love myself.
To feel like I am being the best version of myself.
To not look in the mirror and want to cry my heart out.
To not look in the mirror and say “you’re so fat!”
To feel like I have control over food.
To not always want food.
To not feel fat eating in front of people.
To feel beautiful in my own skin.
Not being the fat one in the relationship.
To feel at peace with mind.
To understand food is not a prize or celebration it’s just fuel.
To always feel freezing cold.
For my body to look like nothing, but a canvas.
For my arms to look like my wrists.
For my body to look like art.
To look like a royal, pure, gorgeous, clean, princess.
For clear skin.
To be proud of the number on the scale.
To be the thinnest, not the fattest princess.
To have a flat stomach.
To not feel embarrassed to even leave the apartment.
To turn heads in the gym.
To be the skinniest girl in the gym.
To not obsess over how fat I am.
To not obsess over when I’ll reach my ultimate goal weight.
To not have my eating disorder revolve around my life.
To have thin, slim, fingers.
For my ass to look perfect in yoga pants.
To look cute in leggings.
For people to say, “wow you look so skinny.”
To not feel ashamed when people talk about their weight.
To feel comfortable around food.
To feel comfortable around other people eating.
To not hate myself looking in the mirror naked.
To love every inch of my body.
To look skinny even if I’m bloated.
To be pretty.
To be wanted.
To feel small wrapped in his arms.
To no longer look pregnant.
To not compare myself to everyone I see.
To not have your thighs jiggle.
To not regret eating a morsel of food.
To have thin little legs in shorts.
To be able to wear a bralet and not feel fat.
To wear crop tops without a tank top underneath to cover your fat stomach.
To feel comfortable wearing a sports bra at the gym.
Small, thin wrists.
Prominent collarbones.
Baggy hoodie with shorts as pajamas.
To be skinny, get more attention, and get treated better. Aren’t you sick of being the shadow?
To eat less calories, less food, more spent on alcohol!
To have everyone see how lit your body is.
So you don’t feel the need to automatically cover yourself up with a towel, as soon as you get out of the pool, ocean, shower, etc.
Less chafing
Less stretch marks
Being able to run your hands over your ribs and hip bones.
A slender neck.
To wear fishnets and boyfriend jeans to take aesthetic pictures in.
To post pictures on Instagram, Snapchat, and Tumblr. So everyone reblogs them with #thinspo.
To never look like your trying to hard.
To look cute wearing literally anything.
To fit into your friends clothes, but they’re too big.
To not feel hungry.
To use less lotion and soap for your whole body.
Taking less time to shave because your legs are smaller.
Appearing taller.
People asking, “how did you do it.”
To look sexy wearing lingerie.
People saying, “you should be a model.”
Wrapping yourself in a blanket and disappearing into it.
You’ll look stunning in pictures.
Cuddling without feeling gross.
Casually taking pictures of your legs on Snapchat and they don’t look huge.
Fitting in between people easily.
Everything is easier.
Remember how you looked naked.
Remember how your thighs touch.
Remember how you look at others.
Remember how your stomach looks.
Remember how unhappy you are.
Remember how ashamed you are.
Remember how your body looks.
Remember how people see fat.
Imagine you when your thin.
Remember how far you have come.
To be delicate, dainty, and fragile.
To proudly tell people your clothing size.
To have thighs that look small in anything.
To have thighs that don’t touch.
Thigh gap for days.
To wear a bikini.
So you won’t have to compare yourself to others.
To become thinspo.
To look cute tiny, skinny, and thin.
To have people ask, “do you even eat?”
To have people ask, “are you sick?”
To have people say, “omg you lost so much weight you’re perfect!”
To have people tell you to eat.
To have people say, “omg you look like a model you’re so skinny. ”
For the double take.
To look pretty in every picture.
To enjoy going out in public and not being scared people are judging you on how fat you are.
To wear thigh high socks that are too big they fall down.
Being able to sit on someone’s lap/being picked up effortlessly.
Having small thighs while sitting.
To feel confident in intimate situations.
To look cute while wearing high-end fashion.
For the thigh tattoos.
To focus on something other than your weight.
To look skinny in skinny jeans.
Looking tiny in baggy sweatshirts, sweatpants, and clothes.
To have visible collarbones.
To be the skinny girl.
So you don’t fuck up all the progress you’ve already made.
So doing your hair and makeup doesn’t feel like a waste.
So you aren’t wasting your youth.
For sharp cheekbones that highlight your flower crowns.
To be called tiny.
To finally accomplish your ultimate goal weight.
To watch Netflix in your panties and bra without being self conscious.
To prove them wrong and make them jealous.
The jealous stares.
“She looks anorexic” sounds so much better than “ew she’s fat.”
You’ll be perfect once you hit your ultimate goal weight.
You’ll be fat if you eat today.
Starving is control, we like control.
You’ll look prettier.
You don’t NEED food.
Starving is an excellent example of willpower.
People will see your beautiful bones.
People will remember you as the beautiful girl.
Thin girls are extra graceful.
You’ll have both inner and outer beauty.
If you eat the food will turn into fat making you look disgusting.
Bones are pure, princessy, and clean.
Fat is dirty and gross it hangs off you like a parasite.
Thin people look cute in ALL clothes.
You’ll look like a beautiful ballerina.
Starving anorexic girl or ugly fat girl?
People will congratulate you on how much you’ve lost.
People won’t judge you or think your fat.
Starving works, diets don’t.
Food makes you fat.
You’ll save money on food.
Think of anorexia as your secret weapon.
You’ll finally have control over your life, feelings, and body.
Your body will look perfect.
You’ll feel happier and more confident.
You’ll be free without the fat.
Everybody else will be envious.
Perfect body equals perfect soul.
Have you ever seen anyone not noticing a thin girl?
You’ll be able to wear mini skirts.
People will envy and admire your body.
Do you want to be fat?
Do you want to be morbidly obese?
You’ll fit in all pretty clothes.
Most models are anorexic too.
You’ll die skinny and beautiful.
Anorexia is control.
You don’t deserve food.
Food is your enemy.
Eat less, weigh less, fail less, feel less.
An imperfect body reflects an imperfect soul.
Hunger hurts, but starving works.
Starving is not a punishment, it’s the cure.
Coffee and smokes, and cold diet cokes, that’s what pretty girls are made of.
Fat lasts longer than flavor.
Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.
Slim thighs.
Thin is in.
A minute on the lips, a lifetime on the hips.
If you stop now, you will never get to your goal. Don’t give up.
Calories make you fat, food contains calories.
You’ll save time by not eating.
The word “fat” will only be used in a sarcastic way.
Is food more important than happiness?
Food is the devil, it’s mean, sneaky, and every bite makes you fat, ugly, bloated, and unhappy.
You’ll look like your favorite model.
Fat drags you down.
Cellulite or perfection?
You’ll be pure, holy, and clean.
Do you want all your skin to look like it’s going to burst because of all the fat?
You get a reward each time you’ve fasted over 3 days.
A tiny waist.
A great ass.
Being able to feel your bones.
To feel comfortable when someone touches or hugs me.
Legs that go on for days.
Looking 100% perfect and skinny.
Collarbones, cheekbones, and other bones I could cut you with.
To feel good about myself.
So I can finally have cheat days.
So I can post my own thinspo of myself.
So I don’t have to suck it in.
So I can get body piercings.
So I can get body tattoos.
So people can call me dainty, delicate, tiny, fragile, and adorably thin.
So I don’t look fat.
“I think all of my clothes are too big.”
A flat stomach.
Wearing a size 000 skinny jeans.
People saying “I wish I had your body.”
Not being afraid to show off my body.
Wearing a XXS.
No longer having huge manly arms.
Skinny arms.
Not being afraid to change in front of other people.
Walking around in my bra and panties.
Accomplishing self control.
Numbing the negative thoughts racing through my head.
I will be skinny.
I will be thin.
I will be beautiful.
You’ll get even fatter if you eat.
Do it so you can wear anything you want without it making you look fat.
It’s never worth it.
Imagine how much weight you’ve lost in the last few days. If you binge now that was all for nothing.
Do it for cute clothes, shopping sprees, and being happy in your own skin.
Because food will never satisfy you.
If you binge now, the urges will keep coming back. If you binge now it will not be the last time. It’ll keep going on and on. Break the cycle.
That full, fat, and I can’t breathe because I’m so stuffed feeling is so much worse than the euphoric, dizzy, shaking, and faint feeling of hunger.
Control is power.
Because you crave that euphoric, dizzy, shaking, faint, feeling of hunger.
Because you NEED that euphoric high of hunger.
Because you want people to notice you.
I want to see my bones when I look in the mirror.
I want to put my hands on my stomach and only feel my ribcage, no fat!
I want to look sexy in everything I wear.
I want to be so fragile and thin that someone’s afraid I might break.
I want my sweatpants to hang off my waist.
I want to be perfect for once in my life.
I want people’s jaws to drop when they see me.
I want to be even more addicted to socks because they will be my go-to clothing to wear when I have a beautiful thigh gap.
I want to be able to buy Victoria’s Secret PINK clothing.
I want to wear hoodies year round because I’m so cold.
Because everyone said, “no!”
I want to become friends with other girls who have eating disorders like myself.
I want to be able to get a belly button piercing.
I want to be able to get hip piercings.
I want to be able to get collarbone piercings.
I want to be able to get back dimple piercings.
I want to be able to get wrist piercings.
I want my weight to be a number I love.
I want to wear clothing with stripes on it without it making me look fat.
I want to wear skirts and dresses without worrying about my huge thunder thighs.
I want my hip bones to stick out.
I want to have a tiny waist that I can wrap my hands around.
I want to have tiny dainty arms.
I want to have fragile bony wrists.
I want my ribs to show whenever I look in the mirror.
To be comfortable in skinny jeans.
To not hate shopping.
To look cute all the time, even in a hoodie, and a messy bun.
To not have a chubby face.
To not have a chubby body.
To not have a double chin.
To not hate myself in pictures.
To feel comfortable introducing myself to people.
To feel comfortable going out in public.
To feel confident on the first day back to school.
To stop hating myself.
To love myself.
To feel like I am being the best version of myself.
To not look in the mirror and want to cry my heart out.
To not look in the mirror and say “you’re so fat!”
To feel like I have control over food.
To not always want food.
To not feel fat eating in front of people.
To feel beautiful in my own skin.
Not being the fat one in the relationship.
To feel at peace with mind.
To understand food is not a prize or celebration it’s just fuel.
To always feel freezing cold.
For my body to look like nothing, but a canvas.
For my arms to look like my wrists.
For my body to look like art.
To look like a royal, pure, gorgeous, clean, princess.
For clear skin.
To be proud of the number on the scale.
To be the thinnest, not the fattest princess.
To have a flat stomach.
To not feel embarrassed to even leave the apartment.
To turn heads in the gym.
To be the skinniest girl in the gym.
To not obsess over how fat I am.
To not obsess over when I’ll reach my ultimate goal weight.
To not have my eating disorder revolve around my life.
To have thin, slim, fingers.
For my ass to look perfect in yoga pants.
To look cute in leggings.
For people to say, “wow you look so skinny.”
To not feel ashamed when people talk about their weight.
To feel comfortable around food.
To feel comfortable around other people eating.
To not hate myself looking in the mirror naked.
To love every inch of my body.
To look skinny even if I’m bloated.
To be pretty.
To be wanted.
To feel small wrapped in his arms.
To no longer look pregnant.
To not compare myself to everyone I see.
To not have your thighs jiggle.
To not regret eating a morsel of food.
To have thin little legs in shorts.
To be able to wear a bralet and not feel fat.
To wear crop tops without a tank top underneath to cover your fat stomach.
To feel comfortable wearing a sports bra at the gym.
Small, thin wrists.
Prominent collarbones.
Baggy hoodie with shorts as pajamas.
To be skinny, get more attention, and get treated better. Aren’t you sick of being the shadow?
To eat less calories, less food, more spent on alcohol!
To have everyone see how lit your body is.
So you don’t feel the need to automatically cover yourself up with a towel, as soon as you get out of the pool, ocean, shower, etc.
Less chafing
Less stretch marks
Being able to run your hands over your ribs and hip bones.
A slender neck.
To wear fishnets and boyfriend jeans to take aesthetic pictures in.
To post pictures on Instagram, Snapchat, and Tumblr. So everyone reblogs them with #thinspo.
To never look like your trying to hard.
To look cute wearing literally anything.
To fit into your friends clothes, but they’re too big.
To not feel hungry.
To use less lotion and soap for your whole body.
Taking less time to shave because your legs are smaller.
Appearing taller.
People asking, “how did you do it.”
To look sexy wearing lingerie.
People saying, “you should be a model.”
Wrapping yourself in a blanket and disappearing into it.
You’ll look stunning in pictures.
Cuddling without feeling gross.
Casually taking pictures of your legs on Snapchat and they don’t look huge.
Fitting in between people easily.
Everything is easier.
Remember how you looked naked.
Remember how your thighs touch.
Remember how you look at others.
Remember how your stomach looks.
Remember how unhappy you are.
Remember how ashamed you are.
Remember how your body looks.
Remember how people see fat.
Imagine you when your thin.
Remember how far you have come.
Fact: People lie. They’ll tell you “You’re perfect the way you are.” “You don’t need to change a thing.” “You’re already beautiful.” “Every size is beautiful.”
They’re lying.
Fact: People treat you nicer when you’re thin. People find you attractive when you’re thin. People actually ask you out when you’re thin.
Fact: Society is nicer to skinny people. Fashion looks better on skinny people. The world is easier for skinny people.
Fact: I know this from personal experience.
When I dropped 10 lbs, my brother’s best friend finally acknowledged my existence and asked me out. I said no.
When I dropped 20 lbs, my ex wanted us to give it another shot. I said no.
When I dropped 30 lbs, an old crush asked for my phone number. I said no.
Fact: If someone didn’t want you before, they don’t deserve you after. You’re worth so much more than that.
Don’t do it to please someone else. Don’t do it to make someone want you.
Do it because you deserve to be happy in your own skin. Do it because your opinion of yourself is the only one that truly matters. Do it because you deserve to feel beautiful.
Do it because you are the most important person in your life.
Do it because you have been through so much. You have sacrificed so much and been so strong. You deserve this.
Fact: It will hurt. It will be difficult. It will take time. Anything worth having always will. But don’t give up. You can get there. You will get there.
Don’t give up. It will be worth it. Stay strong, beautiful. I believe in you.
Because I’m a lil tired of the typical “I want a guy to notice me”… I just want something real
When you’re thin:
~you will feel your shoulder blades trying to slice through your back like bony little wings
~your under eye circles will become magnificent, like watercolour pools showing your dedication to this skinny hell
~your waist will be so tiny, everyone will have to wrap their arms around up to the elbows to hug you
~your bony knees knock together when you sit in your seat in the classroom, it’s a little uncomfortable but your thighs are so far apart it’s like they’re estranged sisters at thanksgiving dinner
~you’re so lightheaded, that you see stars all the time- your world has turned into a fucked up planetarium
~those collar bones don’t just “hold water”- they cut glass. They are clavicles some people would die for
~the boniness of your fingers feel so good clasped in the hand of another, like a string of pearls wrapped in silk
~you stay home instead of eating out with your friends- it’s bittersweet. You draw pictures of food instead, you work out, or drink tea.
~people will be a little scared or worried around you. You won’t mean to- but your body is too fluttery for them not to feel a little unnerved