I Have Three Summer Reading Books And I Have A Plan Anytime I Want Food I’m Going To Read A Chapter

Is it intrusive thoughts or do I actually want to kill this bitch? Yea no it’s both.

Reblog to reach your UGW in 2019

• Reblog to loose 50 lbs before Christmas 🎄 •

Maybe I’m just fucked up and faking it all ✌️but

Does anyone else have like an Ed mentality but not Ed actions like I “eat like a normal person” but inside I’m screaming you fat pig you know damn well you shouldn’t eat that.

No, I’m not craving for pizza, pasta or cake.

I’m craving for the outfits that I’ll wear.

I’m craving for the days that nobody won’t be able to make fun of me, or ignore me.

I’m craving for being the skinniest, smartest girl in the room.

I’m craving for being the first option for guys.

I’m craving for not to smell like garbage when I’m sweating.

I’m craving for jealous looks and words.

I’m craving for not to feel like a worthless whale.

I’m craving for being capable to wear anything and still look cute.

I’m craving for not to wear tons of makeup to not feel shit, to go outside with bare face without any doubt.

I’m craving for to look at my old photos with anybody in the future and hear them saying ‘You are so pretty!’

I’m craving for being the center of attention.

I’m craving for to eat something and not see the pitying eyes.

I’m craving for not to go shopping without thinking like ‘Would this fit me?’

I’m craving for not to being the fat girl with an eating disorder.

I’m craving for not seeing the pity eyes when someone sees me drinking or eating something ‘diet’ or 'light’. (like diet coke or black coffee)

I’m craving for being an inspiration or others.

I’m craving for not to feel like a whore when I feel kinda horny.

I’m craving for the shocked eyes when people see me after a long time.

I’m craving for waking up, drinking my black coffee and feel like a fairy.

I’m craving for not to feel like a disco ball when I’m dancing.

I’m craving for looking good in anything I do.

I’m craving for being fully energetic without all that unnecessary ugly fat.

I’m craving for to not feeling guilty for existing.

I’m craving for being full of confident when I’m walking down the streets.

I’m craving for being a real life thinspiration.

I’m craving for hearing these words 'Wow, you got so skinny!’

As you see, I’m craving for my own freedom.

Feel free to add..

1.4 pounds this week and I’m proud even tho I ate like shit

i thought i was dead

i had a experience today where my body overheated i started to lose focus in my schoolwork my heart started beating so loud and fast and hurting like a mf and i thought “omg this is it this is how i die i am going to die in the middle of art class” then i decided to try to alert someone i tapped my friends thigh my breathing was shaky and loud and my face was red and tried to tell her “get the teacher somethings happening” all that came out was a scrambled mumbled sentence and i thought i was about to faint but she understand and the teacher got her to take me real quick and since she knew i was anorexic she got a proteing bar and made me eat that shit and the second i took a bite everything slowly started to calm down and i have honestly never been more terrified

dont take life for granted as someone with an ed it doesnt matter whether your bmi is high or low your heart can stop at any second

I wanna get high so bad bad bro.

Bitches be having 3 panic attacks in a row. It’s me I’m bitches like literally

i’m seeing a lot of people reblogging suicide hotlines and this is just a reminder that this is a suicide help line that works like a text-based instant messenger for people who may need to talk to someone but have trouble/are uncomfortable making phone calls