Food is not worth It
Don’t do it.
Don’t binge.
Food is not worth It
Don’t do it.
Don’t binge.
You want to know what’s better than food? Better than all those calories churning in your stomach, inching your sides and the insides of your thighs, groaning against your body in aching queasiness?
Being thin.
Being skinny, dainty, small, fragile, cute, adorable, hot and badass all at the same damn time. The feeling of pride swell up inside you as your old clothes dip off your tiny shoulders. As the fat that you once tried tearing off with pork chop fingers is replaced by skin that pools into the sinking of your collar bones. Controlling the urge to binge. Controlling the urge to break a fast. Controlling the urge to cut your exercises short. Controlling your ‘needs’ to be an unhealthy slob.
The prize is so much better than the journey. So take the journey. Let yourself be skinny. Let yourself be beautiful. It comes at a cost, being beautiful always takes pain. Don’t suffer like this, love.
Don’t eat.
1. Go for a walk
2. Call a friend
3. Make a list of reasons you want to be skinny
4. Make a to-do list
5. Plan your dream vacation
6. Sleep
7. Paint your nails
8. Learn a new instrument (yousician is really good!)
9. Learn a new language (I’m using duolingo)
10. Brush your teeth
11 . Find a cool hair style online and try it
12. Clean your room
13. Drink a bottle of water
14. Plan your dream date
15. Update your calendar
16. Clean up your emails
17. Re-arrange some furniture
18. Organise your laptop folders, rename etc
19. Braid your hair
20. Draw
21. Plan all the outfits you’ll wear when your skinny
22. Make a new pinterest board
23. Look for your dream house
24. Browse the app store
25. Walk around your town taking photos
Please reblog this if you are still an active thinspo account after December 17th!
I’m looking for people to follow and maybe be mutual since most of the people I followed have sadly been taken down…
I went out for Korean food last night with the fam (which never happens because my family doesn’t really like trying new foods and especially not spicy foods) and I ordered Vegan fried chick-n and it was SO DELICIOUS and I only ate about half of the serve so I bought the rest home and I had one piece this morning because I’m weak as fuck, then I watched some gossip girl and had a black coffee and I GOT STRONGER and just now I wrapped up the remaining chick-n and threw it in the compost so YAY ME. I can eat delicious greasy Korean fried chick-n when I’m skinny. That restaurant is not going out of business anytime soon. But it is still hard for me to throw out food. I acknowledge that. But we have to overcome those things that are uniquely difficult for us, right?
But I’m going to fucking find out.
“There’s something magical about hiding under heavy clothes in the winter. It’s so hard to tell what’s going on under there, so when you shed those layers in the springtime, a beautiful butterfly may emerge.”
-a book I’ll never write //S.W.
four types of souls
wandering soul: cozy sweaters, scribbled-in notebooks, faded polaroids, saved ticket stubs, mismatching shoelaces, pulling over to take pictures of the mountains or the sea
daydreamy soul: black and white films, gazing out the window, vintage postcards, old couples holding hands, lace doilies, storing jewelry in a heart-shaped box
poet soul: pencil shavings, phrases written on your hand, people watching, books stacked by the window, enamel pins, circling favourite words in a dictionary
forest soul: birdsong, flowers placed in braids, the smell before rain, spontaneous hikes, woven bracelets, being barefoot in the grass
