Its A Metab Day, Not A Binge, I Repeat To Myself As I Shake Back And Forth In My Padded White Room

ok but the best motivation to lose weight for me is when i put on my 3d playlist and meander meaninglessly around fields whilst being overcome by feelings of crippling self hatred

i want to lose weight so drastically over the holidays no one recognizes me and people are concerned

i feel fat

“Just remember, in 20 seconds, the food will be gone. The taste will be over, and all that will be left is regret. Just like last time.”

ass so flat it hurts to sit for a long time

day twenty eight!! so close to actually finishing this yay

yes i would love a bigger thigh gap, i have a small one but i want to have a big enough one that when i stand normally the top of my thighs dont touch

‘it’s about control!’ ‘it’s about self esteem!’ ’it’s about-!’ yes, but, unfortunately i am vain! i want to be skinny because i want people to be worried; i want people to look at me and be jealous; i want to be perceived as the skinniest girl in the room. i want to be pretty and thin and disgustingly smart.

day twenty nine

my definition of beauty is like a mix of asian standards and western ones, id love to be skinny and pale, with longer lashes and bigger eyes, but i quite like being shorter than average. i want longer fingers and a big thigh gap too

relapsed after a year im so disappointed in myself

raging bc the fuck do u mean i havent eaten anything today and went on a long ass walk and im the same weight as i was yesterday trapped at 50kg rn whyyy