Music Junkie

Music Lover. Mostly post about Michael Jackson, Britney Spears and other important pop Gods...

[90shiphopraprnb]

[90shiphopraprnb]

Janet Jackson & Michael Jackson (1993)

[noramoya]

SWEETNESS … ♥️🌟♥️

[starvingforzero]

Me, feeling good for once:

My body dysmorphia:

[bl-sh0]

yeah im a malnutritioned, tired and depressed bitch.

but have you considered the fact that i am also a

~𝐻𝓎𝒹𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝐵𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽~

[bringmetheskinni]

✨24/7✨

[ahotknife]

so far being in my 20s is like *hyperfixates* *oversleeps* *mourns my lost youth* *hyperfixates* *oversleeps* *oversleeps* *drinks too much on a thursday* *oversleeps*

[tendernessandhysteria]

No offense but I’m really uncomfortable in my body and I want to rip my skin off

[jehovahhthickness]

Sometimes people need their space. They’re not cutting you off … they just need time to fucking breathe and take care of themselves.

That shit has nothing to do with you.

[jasonttodd]

*comes online*

*reblogs 30 things within 5 minutes*

*fucks off again*

[crimewave420]

in the back of the club arms folded cause i don’t agree with the music selection

[dat-goat-boi]

Visit Original Link

My content gets shittier every day.

[jaes-aerie]

@horrorshowmania

[sentada]

who else is stupid and eats bread

[strawbery-delight]

who else is stupid and eats everything

[until-it-killss]

Who else is stupid and eats

[lunabies-deactivated20210708]

Who else is stupid

[little--lily]

Who else

[skiineee]

Who

[the-sky-between-my-thighs]

Me

[demontearss-blog]

[nine3-deactivated20230713]

[wannabskinnygal]

nobody:

what i see when i stand up:

[xtvhxm]

[grandrehan]

[waitingtobesmall]

“I’ve watched girls nibble away at half an apple, diced into little chunks to make it last longer. That’s all she’ll eat today. I’ve watched girls drink five litres of water because ‘sometimes you’re not actually hungry, it’s just thirst’. I’ve watched girls drink tea like it’s liquid gold, to pinch their stomachs and feel sick at the sight of the rolls. I’ve watched girls exercise until they faint, until their hearts threaten to beat straight out of their chest because it’s the only way they feel loved. I’ve watched girls do mental calculations of how much they’ve eaten, 110 calories from a large apple, only 55 from half. I’ve watched girls cry in front of the mirror because they’ll never be size 6, never mind size 4, or 2, or 0. I’ve watched girls hide in bulky clothing when all they’ve ever wanted is to wear dresses that don’t cover everything up. I’ve watched them flinch when people say, “I like girls who have big appetites.” I’ve watched them smile when people say, “you’ve lost weight, haven’t you?” I’ve watched girls who hate themselves so much they refuse to accept affection. I’ve heard their silence when people comment on how little they are eating - they think: ‘at least now I don’t have a reason to look this way’. I’ve watched girls measure their worth by the gap between their thighs, gripping skin and bone, convinced it’s fat that can be burned. I’ve watched girls, living skeletons, who laugh and smile just like everyone else, who needed someone to lend them a little strength when they couldn’t find their own, for someone to reach out and say: ‘can’t you see you don’t need to do this to be beautiful? You don’t need to do this to be loved.”

— S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #178 (via blossomfully)