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If I eat anything, I’ll eat everything, so I eat nothing.
Those who think they have not time for bodily exercise will sooner or later have to find time for illness.
Eating the wrong foods is what helped me to gain weight. Eating the right foods will help me to lose it.
Extra pounds are the penalty I pay for overdrawing my calories checkbook.
It’s not like beauty will make you especially interesting but it does help people to get interested in your soul.
Every calorie you eat equals another step toward destruction.
The only freedom left is the freedom to starve
Do you really want to be that weight for the rest of your life!?!?
If you wish to grow thinner, diminish your dinner, And take to light claret instead of pale ale; Look down with an utter contempt on butter, And never touch bread till it’s toasted - or stale.
This is my personal challenge for me. I’m going to try so hard! Laugh at me if you want; I wont let that effect me. I can do this, Only I can let myself fail.
I dream of things, you laugh at. You laugh at me for making goals that are too high. You make fun behind my back, because I reach them
I strive for perfection, I drive myself on that. My dream may be far off, but each kilo that falls off, I am one step closer than before. Knowing I am getting closer, gives me energy to keep going. So I do not give up.
“Jesus Christ, it’s a fucking nightmare. But I’m prepared to sacrifice every moment to that nightmare to be thin. Period.”
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Collarbones on guys freak me out. To me collarbones represent, purity, lightness and beauty. And I sure has hell don’t want him to be skinnier than me.
What your mother said was right “Pain is Beauty” so let me be in complete pain.
In winter, these sweatshirts will cover up all the fat, but when we take them off in spring, all the fat will have melted away like winters snow.
In winter, these sweatshirts will cover up all the fat, but when we take them off in spring, all the fat will have melted away like winters snow.
“Avalanch is sullen and too thin. She starves herself to rid herself of sin. And the kick is so divine when she sees bones beneath her skin.”
- you’ll feel better about yourself and have more confidence
- You’ll look much prettyer
- You’r clothes will fit better
- You’ll keep looking at ur hipbones in a low fit jeans
- low jeans, short top
- You can be yourself..
- you won’t have to hold yourself down or be feel embarassed
- You can change ur tankini for 10 little bikinis
- You can buy any clothes you want because everything will look good on you
- You don’t want to be ‘the chubbie girl’ in your group of friends
- people will treat you different when you’r pretty
- nothing feels better than looking down at ur hipbones
- too many people are obese
- You’ll be able to move as quietly and skillfully as a spider
- underweight aka perfect body
“I had a hole in my heart, so I threw away my plate, because nothing filled me up, no matter what I ate.”
“This ones of me, throwing up for you. I’m paler still, but thats the way you wanted it.”
“Most people eat as though they were fattening themselves for the market”
“In general, mankind, since the improvement of cookery, eat twice as much as nature requires”
How many pounds till I am happy?
How many pounds till I get thin?
Three more pounds till I am skinny
Three more pounds and I win!
I do eat normally - only what is needed for survival. I can’t help that we live in a piggish society where gluttony is the norm and everyone else is constantly stuffing themselves.
“through prayer, fasting and meditation I will drop below 100 pounds, the dreaded three digits. I want to be 99 or nothing. want. did I say want? I shouldn’t say want. I shouldn’t say shouldn’t. you’re confused?… I’m trying to eliminate my ego but that action is ego itself. all action is ego. are you following me? I’m not here with my mirror and scale for the good of my health.”
“I want a body with sharp edges” I say after a while, because she won’t let me wriggle out of an answer.
“Sometimes I am hungry. I’m always hungry. But when I don’t eat I feel good. Pure. I feel empty and it’s wonderful. I feel so powerful. Like I could fly.”
“It’ll wear you out, It’ll wear you down. Push it breathing in and out in and out. Push you up against the wall. You think you had it all but you were wrong about it.”
I feel bloated, huge, disgusting, ugly, a monstrous lumbering sow of a woman, a greedy revolting red-faced creature, and every bite, I feel myself swelling, I’m punished for breaking the first commandment, don’t eat more than a small bird because it’s unladylike and you’ll get fat and no one will like you, but it’s too late, I can feel the sharpness of my cheekbones sinking, swamped under spongy bulges of flesh, my thighs spreading like warm lard
and sticking together, so it’s much safer not to eat.
What I wouldn’t do to be Alice climbing through the looking glass, taking one of those pills that makes you small, so small. What I wouldn’t do to be less
~I just woke up. Breakfast?
No, you’re fat remember? We’re breaking this habbits not making new ones. Try taking a shower.
~I’m out of my shower. Can I eat now?
No child, go look in the mirror examine yourself. Do you need food?
~I think I look good.
Let me help you see. What do you think now?
~You’re right. What do I do now?
I want you to exercise. Air squats, Crunches, push-ups!
~Its been an hour, can I stop?
If you must, but no food.
~Then what else should I do?
Drink some water.
~I’m not thirsty.
You need it. Afterwards I want you to paint your nails.
~Okay, what about after that?
Put on some of that makeup you desperately need.
~I don’t like makeup.
You need to contour your face and make that bulbous nose look smaller and your chubby cheeks must look thinner. You need to highlight your eyes with blush and put some skin tone eye shadow below your brow. You need these things to look beautiful.
~I understand. No one wants to see my face.
After all this, you may rest.
