not killing myself is a personal achievement but you cant really brag about that at dinner parties

I like to keep my metabolism on her toes.

Like what’s it gonna be today? Complete starvation or 3000 calories? I know as much as you, bitch ;)

literally me i’m cryinf

dealing with the worst case scenario

When you don't wanna eat but throwing food away goes against your morals

x

Sad but true. Who’s like me?

Me

Me: *googling low calorie recipes*

Me: WTF!!!! 400 CALORIES? LOW CALORIE???!?!?

Me: *remembers on average people should get 2000 calories a day* oh right.

couldn’t be more accurate thanks

🎄 Thin by Christmas Thinspo 🎄

(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)

2 months!

♡sweetspo♡

Today is Monday. It’s a new start to the week. Just because you binged yesterday doesn’t make you any farther from your goals. Sometimes you need a binge, especially if your weight is plateauing. It can reset your metabolism and actually make you lose some weight. So go drink some water or tea and take a nice bath. Relax yourself and get ready for the week. I know that’s a little hard, but I believe in you. I know you can do it. You deserve the perfection you crave. Just keep pushing a little more, you’re almost there.  ♡

christmas thinspo imagine

the chilly winter breeze wafts through your window, pulling you out of your peaceful slumber and bringing you into the most wonderful time of the year.

the scent of gingerbread and peppermint travels down the stairs and into your heated room. you pull the blanket closer to you, your long and fragile fingers tugging on it.

you hear some creaking on the steps outside, and your dad walks into your room, giving you a small hug and telling you that breakfast is ready. when he hugs you, his hand feels your ribs, and he pulls you back, a look of approval and pride on his face.

he walks away, and you get out of bed, stretching your long and slender legs and pointing your toes. you scratch the top of your head, ruffling your light blonde bob.

you remember how a few months ago your mother would not dare let you dye your hair, but now that you’ve become the perfect daughter, she lets you do anything you’d like.

back when you weren’t thin, any time you would ask to do something, it would be followed with apprehension and usually a negative answer.

you now have perfect grades, she’s so proud of you because she has the beautiful and thin daughter, not the ugly and fat one.

you jump off the bed, your stomach rumbling slightly and your head swaying. in a few seconds, the sensation fades, and you smile and walk up the stairs into your bathroom. you look at yourself in the mirror, the long xl shirt that used to be just barely loose, now baggy, barely touching your figure. it falls down to your upper thighs, your long and thin legs looking like a models. you take the shirt off, putting on matching black bra and panties and admiring yourself in the mirror.

you look gorgeous.

your ribs protrude ever so slightly, like a piano on the side of your skin. your waist is small, the skin tight and firm. the collarbones on your neck pop out, sharp and defined.

you step over to pick up the outfit you planned the night before. after making sure your parents are upstairs, you slowly and quietly sneak down the stairs, not making a single sound underneath your feet.

you walk into your room, locking the door before you pull out the scale. you’ve always looked at it with anticipation, sometimes sadness, but today, you feel okay.

you step on, the number fluctuating slightly before reaching a number you had seen only in your best dreams.

114.2

your goal weight is shown right beneath your eyes, and you feel great. for the past 3 months, dieting and exercise was the only thing on your mind, but now, you’re at the place you dreamed of being at for years.

you’re very excited.

you put the scale back, putting on your little outfit.

a white peplum shirt hugs your frame, a size small, and some size 0 black jeans accentuate your thin legs. you put on a long red coat, reaching your knees and a belt cinching your waist.

you look in your vanity mirror. a feeling of familiarity washes over you, and you remember a thinspo image from a few month before, your own figure reminds you of that.

a red lipstick paints your smooth lips, and you walk back up both sets of stairs, being greeted by your grandmother, aunts, uncles, and parents greeting you, one of them holding a cup of black coffee with 3 teaspoons of honey, just how you like it.

you smile as they all fawn over your body, saying how gorgeous you’ve gotten and how pretty you look.

you laugh and respond politely, making conversation as you sip on your coffee, noticing it tastes exceptionally sweet today.

you look outside the window, a small layer of snow drizzled on the pine trees, the little white flakes coming down onto the view.

the laughter chirps behind you, pulling you out of your daze.

“we need to get going, we cant miss the christmas party.”

you get up, sparing one last wistful look at the winter scene outside.

you smile.

this is perfect.

Would you rather lose an extra pound this week or stay at the weight your at

Would you rather hear “woah you have gotten thin” or “your not skinny but your not fat either”

Would you rather look at yourself in the mirror and look angelic or look in the mirror and see a grotesque beast

Would you rather have that cupcake or have the number on the scale go down

Would you rather be happy with your body or hide it away under baggy clothing

Would you rather see your ribs without sucking in or continue eating all that greasy food

Would you rather look thin and angelic or fat and ugly

Would you rather give in to urges or reach your goal weight a week sooner

Which do you want more

Don’t give into your urges

You are in control

You control what you put into your mouth not anyone els

hit that mf reblog if ur fat, lgbtq+, trans, poc, male/nonbinary and/or poor and have an ed

i wanna prove its not just straight skinny cis white rich girls who have eds

So majestic ❤️

Having a boyfriend is hard when you're trying to lose weight

seriously STOP TRYING TO FEED ME

Truest statement there is

lms if ur literally scared of how good u are at hiding the fact that ur dying inside & hit that mother fucking reblog button if u don’t even do it on purpose ur just so used to pretending like everything’s all good that u just smile and act happy without even thinking about it and u can’t stop