I can’t believe I even considered eating dinner tonight. Do I want to be skinny for senior or what? Because I’m certainly not thinking like it.
(Source: shrink-me-alice)
I looked in the mirror and thought I looked thinner. I have no scales in my house to monitor my weight everyday but last I checked I lost 6 pounds. It just feels good, y’know? Just to know that this mental disorder (or whatever it is) isn’t so far blown to where that when I do lose weight, I won’t have so distorted, fucked up view of it. I don’t know, I’m just rambling weird shit…
My face
My cheeks
My nose
My lips
My skin
My scars
My hair
My smile
My expressions
My arms
My stomach
My thighs
My calves
My height
My laugh
My voice
My structure of speaking
My lack of intelligence
My personality
My awkwardness
My lack in confidence
My existence entirely
And if you know my blog, you’d know how much anti-fasting I am… but I can’t take this, I need to remind myself that my mind is in charge not my mouth. I keep consuming too much and thats not okay. This is a lesson I hopefully have to only teach once.
I dont think so, but its close. Dont quote me thoughIs 118lbs to thin if I’m 5’5?