Sep 20, 2020
“I want to be this girl I see in my dreams. With beautiful clothes that are all too loose, with long, dark hair tied back in a messy bun, with a cigarette in her fingers and coffee in her hands. I want to wake up in the morning and go to sleep without thinking about all the calories I ate, no. I want to be light like a butterfly, for boys to pick me up and swirl me around. This girl, whose cheekbones are defined, whose collarbones pop out, whom everybody keeps telling, oh how skinny she is. I want to be this girl who skips meals, eats fruits and veggies, this beautiful, thin girl. I want to be her. I need to be her.”
— My own fucked up thoughts
