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My Motivation to be Thin ~ Lid
1) high waisted shorts/pants
2) “did you lose weight?”
3) “you look amazing!”
4) being the skinny friend
5) feeling small in someone’s arms
6) being light and graceful when dancing or moving at all
7) jawline that could kill a man
8) cute little butt
9) feeling comfortable in the heat without all the extra fat
10) more places to hide in hide ‘n seek
11) skinny = less food = less money spent on food = money for more important things
12) gaining self control
13) takes less time to shave your legs
14) looking great on stage
15) looking great on camera
16) crop tops
17) leggings
18) always looking stylish
19) everything looks amazing on skinny girls
20) to feel better about yourself
21) you can run faster without extra weight holding you back
22) delicate fingers and delicate hands
23) you’ll be acknowledged in a crowd
24) smaller sizes cost less
25) more clothing options
26) you could be a model
27) there are more rolls for skinny people in plays
28) you could practically walk on water
29) your partner can wrap their hands around every inch of you
30) chokers look perfect on skinny necks
31) people can pick you up and carry you easily
32) they can’t call you fat behind your back anymore
33) shoulder blades look amazing in low back shirts and dresses
34) pulling off messy hair and sweatpants
35) feeling confident naked
36) bikinis
37) your thighs won’t rub together
38) small hourglass figure you only dream of now
40) smaller clothes have less material so you have more room in your closet and drawers
41) a skinnier face makes your eyes look brighter and bigger
42) pale, almost translucent skin
43) lacey everything
44) you can sit on someone’s lap without feeling like you’re killing them
45) you’ll be able to jump higher
46) fitting in every chair and seat comfortably
47) no one will think you’re a pig if you eat in front of them
48) chairs and beds won’t creak when you sit down on them
49) feeling pretty, confident, and beautiful for once
50) finally being confident in your own skin after months of hard work
51) Smaller Boobs So I Can Actually Pass …😒
It was a once happy feeling between a small, pale girl, that wasn’t special because when she tried to stand out someone better was worse, or someone else was better. That girl didn’t know where she stood in a world of perfect; as she saw it, but the world seeing themselves as broken and her as perfection.
She was the girl that always smiled and told herself it was okay as long as she made others happy and herself quite.
She was the girl that didn’t like to cause thunder between others or herself, because bragging or being proud was selfish in its own right.
She was the girl that believe in herself until someone told her she wasn’t good enough; and that person was the reflection.
She was the girl that stuffed herself with words that meant nothing and she was starving for something real.
She was alive, but now she is dead.
I’m not proud to say that the girl that you don’t know, and now know as a part of a story is me. I’m that girl…
06-06-1999 (via 06-06-1999)
there’s this girl a couple years younger than me that’s having a birthday party tomorrow and some of my friends are going n it really had me thinking
this girl is so nice n she has tons of friends (i don’t know her so obviously i wasn’t invited) and this isn’t even about her or her friends, it’s just in general that i’ve never really understood how people can have so many friends and get them to show up, when i can’t even get one person to hang out with me
and it’s not about the presents, but how can everyone get presents for their birthdays but the only present i got for my eighteenth was ruined?
really, i don’t care about the presents or how many friends i have, it’s just that every day i feel more and more isolated and i just want to know what the hell I’m doing wrong because i try and try so hard but i keep losing friends
and one of my friends said that i’ve kept tons of friends and that i’ll keep the ones i’ve made, but the thing is, every friend i’ve lost has said that
and nobody seems to understand what it’s like to have friends but feel so incredibly alone
and i feel perfectly fine during the day but at night, seriously the smallest things will have me up late or bring me to tears and i don’t know WHY but i just wish it would stop
seeing a cute girl in public
Friend: oh my god I wish I had her hair! and her nails are so nice! also damn where did she get that top
Me: she has really nice boobs
Friend: ….
Me: *cries in lesbian*
It’s not simple to say
That most days I don’t recognize me
That these shoes and this apron
That place and its patrons
Have taken more than I gave them
It’s not easy to know
I’m not anything like I used be, although it’s true
I was never attention’s sweet center
I still remember that girl
She’s imperfect, but she tries
She is good, but she lies
She is hard on herself
She is broken and won’t ask for help
She is messy, but she’s kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone, but she used to be mine
Why is this so me?
song: she used to be mine - Sara Bareilles
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