I love the feeling
After you purge, when your stomach is finally empty. There’s this sort of sick euphoria that’s like my own fucked up version of magic. Even though you feel kind of weak, in that weakness there’s this feeling of… control.
Purge really is the perfect word to describe it, know that I think about it, because when I feel full it’s like there’s this horrible…feeling of sin hanging over your head, or resting in your stomach, weighing you down with each step. And when that feeling is gone, it’s like you’ve atoned for the sin. And it’s just wonderful. I’m craving a bit of magic right now.
(via fragileandfrail)
I love Sausalito
Probably the nicest city in The Bay.
ahhh, those are sick.
Buy these and I will forever be your love slave.
(Source: clutteredwithgold, via -extremities)
Thanks for all the follows everyone :D
You are all awesome.
In other news, one muffin from Costco has over 640 calories. Whattheactualfuck.
I feel sick just thinking about how many I’ve eaten these past weeks.
I need to get on a diet.
Good thing I didn’t go trick or treating, no need for candy.
I told my brother about it, he sort of forced me to
First words: “Are you a fucking idiot?”
My friends tried to do a little intervention thingy. They suck at being interventionists(whatevendoyoucallthosepeople?)
I’m not bulimic. Why doesn’t anyone get this?
Every time I go downstairs
I eat so much. I’m not even hungry, I’m just bored. And eating is the only way my dad will let me be in peace and not bug me about doing this and doing that.
And you wonder why I’m always holed up in my room and don’t come down much.
“Being skinny doesn’t matter, no one cares. No one will like anyone any better.”
People who say this annoy me. While my views may seem shallow, I’m simply being realistic. While I agree that people can be completely beautiful individuals on the inside, don’t get me wrong, don’t lie and be like ‘people don’t care’.
People do care.
As cliche as it sounds, there is so much pressure from society to be skinny. And so much admiration of skinniness. And all of that. There’s a girl in my PE period who’s a completely lovely person but isn’t exactly as light as a feather. You know what? Fuck it, I’m being blunt anyways, she’s fat. (If we can call skinny people skinny, why not call fat people fat?) People don’t really talk to her and avoid her, even though she’s really nice. Another girl, is really skinny, like you’d look at her body and your ego crumbles down to nothing skinny. She is pretty mean, in the opinion of a few other people not just my own, but people flock around her.
You say people don’t care about being thing/skinny? That it matters what’s on the inside?
I say that’s bullshit.
