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@gilit4
You deserve a relationship that allows you to sleep peacefully at night.
I used to think my ED was just about “being skinny”
Simple. Just wanting to get thin. To be beautiful. To look like a ballerina, or a model. That’s all I thought it was. So, so simple.
Right?
But recently I’ve come to realize- that’s not all this is about. Of course, wanting to be thin is part of it. A big part of it. But there’s more. I’m not just starving myself because I want to lose weight or because I want to be delicate or have prominent collarbones.
I’m starving myself because I want to be loved. But love doesn’t come free, and it so often seems like nobody will ever love me by choice. So I suppose, in a way, you could say that I’m forcing people to love me.
I’m forcing them to worry. To ask if I’ve eaten. If I’m okay. If I had breakfast, if I want their extra granola bar.
“Are you feeling sick?”
“Do you need anything?”
“You should take care of yourself.”
That is what I’m REALLY after. Tell me to eat. Tell me you’re worried about me. Tell me I matter, that I shouldn’t disappear. That I’m beautiful. That I’m wanted. Please tell me.
I need to hear it and this is the only way I know how.
Think you eat too much to have a problem?
Many active people (women included) eat 3000+ calories a day and stay plenty lean.
The recommended daily calorie intake is 2000 for women and 2500 for men.
The recommended daily calorie intake for weight loss is 1500 for women and 2000 for men.
A 5-year-old needs about 1400 calories or more every day.
The minimum daily calorie intake for a long-term diet without medical supervision is 1200 for women and 1800 for men. Eating less than that eventually leads to starvation mode (a real–yes, real–state of biological stress characterized by decreased metabolism, increased cortisol production, and heart, brain, organ, bone, and muscle damage).
A 2-year-old needs about 1000 calories or more every day.
Most people can’t even imagine eating 1000 calories in a day. You’ll get 1,357 Google results if you search for the exact phrase “1000 calories is way too low” or “1000 calories is way too little”…but you’ll get even more results if you Google the same phrases for 1200 calories, because few people consider dipping below 1200.
A 3-digit daily calorie intake puts you at high risk for binge-eating, slowed metabolism, bone and muscle loss, nutritional deficiencies, gastrointestinal issues, infertility, hair loss, mood swings, and depression. Oh–and sudden death.
900 calories is less than what a completely sedentary, 5'0", 80 lb, 70-year-old woman burns daily (keeping in mind that your metabolism slows with age).
A very low calorie diet, also known as a starvation diet, is 800 calories a day or less. It is prescribed by doctors to obesity patients who need to lose weight quickly, is specially formulated to be nutritionally complete, and is monitored by medical professionals to prevent sudden cardiac arrest and death. It is considered an extreme diet.
600 calories a day or less is literal starvation.
500 calories is less than the daily calorie needs of the average 1-month-old.
400 calories is less than the daily calorie needs of the average newborn.
300 calories is less than what the adult brain alone burns every day.
-Mod Lia
Your problem is real and valid...Stay Safe and feel free to write me if you need a friend. You are fucking gorgeous💛
I think everyone struggles with feeling valid, so here’s a reminder.
Ok I’m actually scared I’m going to die
Fasting tips of mine
- tea - diet drinks - tea with stevia - jacket, you’re going to get cold - naps! - heating blanket to help you sleep when its hard to sleep, i just find heating blankets soothing and when I got cold it was really helpful - if you get dizzy, sit. i had to stop because i almost fell down stairs - avoid carbonation, made me sick and empty my empty stomach - you will start shaking, i recommend doodling or braiding hair/brushing - the hunger passes after about thirty minutes. make tea, take a shower, look at some thinspo. and *poof* hunger gone - more tea - more naps - when your stomach growls pinch the fat and do crunches, and drink some water - some more tea - a few more naps - repeating to myself constantly “light as a feather, or heavy like a stone” really helped you can do this!! i know you can!😘❤❤❤
weighing 49 YES
i lost FIVE KG IN FIVE DAYS omg yes this is what ive been waitin for
so i weighed 57 now i weigh 52
i lost FIVE KG IN FIVE DAYS omg yes this is what ive been waitin for
It sounds bad to say, but starving is one of the most euphoric things. It’s like drugs without actually taking them. The feeling of the world spinning and knowing you’re closer to your goal is one of the best feelings.
es horrible esta sensación de ahogo y de sentirte rompiendo mis costillas. ya no tengo otra manera de verte si no es brillando a través de miles de lunas que veo en tus ojos y estas olas que conducen a tu cuerpo, delineado en miles de colores, tan indescifrables como tu cabeza y esas manos. que ya no hay mentiras que decirme, que ya no hay tiempo de ordenarme. sigo queriendo reír pero soy un caos si fuerzas para querer ser. ya no te veo entre tanta niebla pero puedo sentir como tus miedos todavía se entierran debajo de tu piel tal como tu efímera razón.
vos decís que me veo como piezas de arte e incandescente, aunque no sea todas esas maravillas. puedo palpar lo abstracto pero jamás llegue a sentirlo dibujadose en mi piel.
quedamos atados en corazones equivocados, yo cayendo al suelo miles de veces por defendernos de las oscuridades de la noche, que nos llevaban a bailar entre los ojos de los espíritus malvados que habitaban en tu alma y ya nadie es capaz de salvarme de mis propios gritos. desaparezco en las nieblas de tu alma hasta envolverme en mis propios sueños y todavía no sé que es el cielo, sí todo este tiempo que pensé estar en el, realmente me encontraba enredada en tus sábanas
muchas veces me preguntaste porqué me gusta el invierno si no hay más que calles deshabitadas y habitaciones un tanto (muy) frías. por ahí es porque tengo una excusa de agarrarte fuerte las manos y decir que estoy intentando darles algún calorcito que en realidad sería efímero. los vidrios se empañan más rápido; medianamente me esfumo, sin embargo me sigo equivocando en cualquier estación del año. por ahí la cama se siente más vacía y mis manos tiemblan más, aunque esté ahogada en tres frazadas. dentro de tanto que termina siendo tan poco, ahí es cuando empiezo a sentir como tu cuerpo se pega más al mío.
stomach: feed me
me: *chugs 0 calorie drink*
stomach: thank god
stomach: wait