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@hold-my-bones-together
Reblog to look like this in the Fall
i hate when ppl ask to hang out like, no i have to lose 50 lbs first.
saying “no” to food is hard, restricting is hard, it only hurts through the day, “im hungry, i want that peanut butter”. But when the day ends and im sitting in my room, drinking my tea, im so happy i didn’t give up, im so happy im losing weight, im proud and grateful, its one of the best feelings
Loving you had consequences
who am i y’all
i rlly hope it gets easier soon bc i am fucking losing my mind
gracesmorgan
why don’t you kiss me beneath the milky twilight lead me out on the moonlit floor lift your open hand strike up the band and make the fireflies dance silver moon's sparkling so kiss me and maybe you’ll calm down
Do you know, thin has literally never betrayed me.
I’ve been betrayed by friends. I’ve been betrayed by lovers.
I’ve never once been betrayed by starving.
I literally cannot imagine how things could get worse at this point. I just can’t. Unless it somehow turns out that literally everyone in the town I live in ALSO knew and were having weekly parties where they laughed and laughed and laughed about how stupid I was for thinking I was in a happy, committed relationship.
And I know it only happened a few times. But it happened. I don’t know how to heal from this, and I certainly don’t know how to heal from it quickly.
I was doing okay.
I know that I want to look as little like her as possible for the rest of my life. And that means thin.
— Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice