I Want People To Talk About How Skinny I’ve Gotten Behind My Back

I suck at this disorder

I hope in another universe I’m happy. I’m normal. I fit in. I’m talented. I have friends. I wasn’t born in the wrong body. I’m attractive. I get everything I want instead of nothing. I’m not in a constant state of anxiety, dissatisfaction, exhaustion, and desperate yearning for things to be different. I have an amazing relationship that lasts forever instead of a string of abusive ex lovers. Instead of a pervasive loneliness, I seldom feel lonely. I’m talented and successful and I can do things like everyone else. Other universe you I hope you’re out there. At least one of us will be happy then.

I’m both way fatter and way skinnier than I think I am and it’s killing me

i always feel like the fattest in the room, doesn’t matter what size i am

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i fucking love unhinged pinterest mealspø. fym “bagel”???? shit like this is so fucking funny LMAO

they don't know i run a mentally ill blog on tumblr

Anyone else is dead set on achieving their gw in 2024?

Istg, I'll end myself if I'm not skinny before June🙂.