ed tw, active oct 2020

old acc deleted, pls dont report hw: 160 lw: 111 cw: 111 ugw: ?

[petite-appetit3]

hi everyone! im not really active on this acc anymore if youd like to add me on edtwt my @ is @/laxdealer :p

[st-pam]

[genghisthomisdead]

canyouseeanytruthatall.

[skinniu-deactivated20210128]

I used to be so happy. Eating whatever i wanted sugary, carbs and big plates. Now that i let go of all i feel like nothing satisfies me. I wake up, i eat so that i don't faint, i study so that i don't fail. I can't do anything that satisfies me anymore...

[toadallybpd]

healthy coping mechanism are so boring like bitch I don’t want to color I want to do drugs

[justadreamgirl]

I’m tired.

i’m tired of wanting to eat but being scared of it, i’m tired of wanting to purge even though i know it is not good for my body, i’m tired of knowing that what i do it’s not healthy but still do it, i’m tired of the feeling of wanting to tell my parents i’m struggling but at the same time thinking i’m just being a drama queen.

I always think, why not start eating healthy, like a normal person, with enough calories so i won’t feel this way, but then i realize that if i eat i will get fat.

IM SICK OF THIS! I JUST WANT TO BE NORMAL!

[romanticly-in-love-blog]

“One day, he’s going to know. He’ll know your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your parents names. He’ll know how old you were when you learned to ride a bike, how your grandparents passed away, how many pets you had, and how much you hated going to school. He’ll know your eye colour, your scars, your freckles, your laugh lines and your birth marks. He’ll know your favourite book, movie, candy, food, pair of shoes, colour, and song. He’s going to know why you’re awake at 5am most nights, where you were when you realised you’d lost a good friend, why you picked up the razor and how you managed to put it down before things went too far. He’s going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes, and your worries. He’s going to know about your first heartbreak, your dream wedding, and your problems with your parents. He’ll know your strengths, weaknesses, laziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He’s going to know about your love for mayonnaise, your dream of being famous when you were five, your need to quote any film you know all the way through, and your fear of growing older. He’ll know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout, your facial expressions, and your laugh like it’s his favourite song. The way you chew, drink, walk, sleep, fidget and kiss. He’s going to know that you’ve already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, tiles for the bathroom, bridesmaid dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. He’s going to know, get annoyed at and then accept that you leave clothes everywhere, take twenty minutes to order a Starbucks, have to organise your DVD’s alphabetically, and check your horoscope… just incase. He’ll know your McDonald’s order, how many sugars to put in your tea, how many scoops of ice cream you want, and that you need your sandwiches cut into triangles. He’s going to know how you feel without you telling him, that you need a wee from a look on your face, and that you’re crying without shedding tears. He’s going to know all of it. Everything. You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from listening, from watching. He’s going to know every single thing there is to know, and you know what else? He is still going to love you.”

— Anson (via thisisnotmyfairytaleendingg)

[muffinntopp]

[l0ve-bun]

i’m pretty sure at this point if someone held me tenderly id just black out

[sad--little--daisy]

[jadedjudith-deactivated20180922]

Yeah, I may be ugly and stupid and awkward and annoying- *starts crying* and worthless and useless and disgusting and

[exitwound]

thinking about the quote “life is short. art is long” and how tragic it is that art lasts forever, but we don’t; how there will always be more books unread than read, more music unheard than heard, more paintings unseen than seen, and when i die, there will be countless more that i will never even have the opportunity to love and cry over and feel, because it certainly seems that there is more worth feeling in the world than time to feel it.

[deadratsribcage]

Ars longa vita brevis 🖤

[lily-shrinks]

[skinnynpeachy]

Can I sell my soul to the devil to be so tiny??

[rabbitloser]

oh, my little honeydew… i wish you saw you the way i do. 

[guerrillatech]

[thesunismyrolemodel]

maybe you didn’t have a very productive day today. maybe you didn’t change out of your pajamas. maybe you didn’t even get out of your bed. even if the most exercise you did all day was plugging your phone in, your day was not a waste. and more importantly than that, you are not a waste.

you’re not a waste of space, of breath, of life, or of time.

you are a human, a being, an entity worthy of love, compassion, and life.

you are a lot of things, but you are certainly not a waste.