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6 days ago

The dream is to be so sk1nn1 it's obvious even when I'm wearing warm clothes...

The Dream Is To Be So Sk1nn1 It's Obvious Even When I'm Wearing Warm Clothes...
The Dream Is To Be So Sk1nn1 It's Obvious Even When I'm Wearing Warm Clothes...
The Dream Is To Be So Sk1nn1 It's Obvious Even When I'm Wearing Warm Clothes...
The Dream Is To Be So Sk1nn1 It's Obvious Even When I'm Wearing Warm Clothes...
The Dream Is To Be So Sk1nn1 It's Obvious Even When I'm Wearing Warm Clothes...
The Dream Is To Be So Sk1nn1 It's Obvious Even When I'm Wearing Warm Clothes...

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1 week ago

got a new diagnosis

got diagnosed with an ED last night, so lets do some safe foods! (non body image based, spd based, although i do hate my body)

if a picky american child (6 years old) would eat it, there's a good chance i will too. name a food in the comments and i'll tell you if i'll eat it or not.

for consistently safe foods/meals:

strawberry smoothie and tortilla chips

grilled steak and rice

cucumber salad (chopped into quarters, with balsamic vinegar, olive oil, and a lot of salt)

plain quesadilla (flour tortilla, mexican blend cheese. thats it)

mac+cheese and ground beef (not mixed together, i eat them separately)

and pretty much nothing else. my spice tolerance is that of a nordic viking. (but i don't eat fish. or any kind of seafood)


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2 months ago

Fractured Fury

The world stands still, the air goes thin,

A silent void erupts within.

A crack inside, so sharp, so deep,

A wound that wakes but does not weep.

Then fire strikes—my veins ignite,

A raging storm, no end in sight.

My breath is smoke, my voice a blade,

A fury born, a war replayed.

I scream, I shake, the earth must hear,

A beast unleashed, too wild to steer.

The walls may break, the sky may fall,

Yet still, my rage outlives them all.

Then silence creeps, so cold, so vast,

A fragile peace that will not last.

The ashes glow, the embers hide,

But fire still burns beneath my pride.

- a little poem about how i feel about narcissistic injury and narcissistic rage :)


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2 months ago

The first touch felt like a cure,

chaos faded, the world seemed obscure.

Sorrow hushed, anger dissolved,

in a pool of blood, a flower evolved.


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