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I want people to worry about how skinny I am.
Ana. Drugs. Shoes.
All I want is for people to see me and immediately think
“omg she’s so small”
“omg she’s so skinny”
“Does she even eat”
“I bet she weighs like nothing”
“How is she so small”
1. Muffin tops
2. Crying in dressing rooms
3. Feeling unwanted because of my weight
4. No self esteem
5. Finding an outfit I don’t look like a pig in
6. Finding friends
7. Cellulite
8. Rolls of fat
9. Feeling self conscious in public
10. Feeling jealous of skinny girls
11. Fat roll sweat
12. Being his second choice
13. Being the fat friend
14. Only looking good at a certain angle
15. Thunder thighs
16. Not feeling good enough
17. Feeling like a failure
18. Avoiding swimming pools
19. Not being worth a second glance
20. Shorts, tank tops, skinny jeans, skirts are all out of the question.
All of these problems will be fucking GONE when I am finally thin…
Last summer you said you would lose the weight. Last summer you said you would shock everyone at the beginning of school. Last summer you sat on your ass. Miserable and fat. Last summer you didn’t do shit. Last summer you lied. When school finally came around you cried when you went clothes shopping. You cried because nothing fit you, right? And what did you promise yourself every time you cried? That you would lose the weight. At the begging of school you promised to lose the weight. At the beginning of school you said you would finally have a summer of bikinis and sun. At the beginning of school you did nothing. You spent all your time barely passing and saying you couldn’t work out because you had to study. If you were studying, then why were you failing? At the beginning of school you. Did. Not. Do. Shit. You found a way to sit around these past months not doing shit. Well guess what. Summers here again. You’ve got 66 days from April 16th to June 21st, when summer officialy starts. That’s about 2 months. You’ve sat around doing nothing and now you’re paying for it. Because wether you like it or not, summer is here fat ass. Maybe you can lose 2 pounds in these 45 days if you’re lucky. I doubt it though with how much you sit and do nothing but eat. Get your ass up and stop being a fucking liar when you say you’re going to lose weight. Get up and actually fucking shock people next school year. And when I say shock, don’t shock them with how fat you still are, shock them with the fact that you finally fucking lost all those rolls. Now go exercise and drink some green tea. Reach your ultimate goal weight already.
Just because there is food in front of you does not mean you have to eat it.
Just because someone gives you food does not mean you have to eat it.
Just because you have already eaten junk does not mean you have to eat more junk.
You can stop. Any. Time.
It’s in your hands.
🍃weightlesswishing 🍃
* so he can pick me up and wrap his arms around me without feeling heavy
* to wear baggy t-shirts and big hoodies and not look like a slob
* to be prettier than his female friends
* for double takes because you’ve lost so much weight
* to look cute in candid photos
* to shock your family when you come home for the holidays
* to cuddle without fear of him grabbing my fat tummy
* to see my bones when I dance so I finally look like a real ballerina
* to sit on his lap during movies and bonfires without squishing him
* to have a cheat day without sobbing immediately after
* to wear a bikini and crop tops and booty shorts
* to sit in the car on roadtrips and barely take up any room
* to buy cute undies and bralettes
* to no longer be the fat girl with “a great personality”
* to get the beautiful tattoos you’ve always been too fat to get
* to finally feel good enough in your own skin
-k.e.g
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