Starve until they love you. Starve until they gaze at your slender frame. Starve until they ask you how you lost so much weight. Starve until you’re thin.
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anyone wanna be my ana buddy I need help.
I don’t know what to talk about with my friends because the only thing that is in my mind 24/7 are calories, losing weight, how skinny is the girl that I saw on Instagram, what I’m going to eat tomorrow and how I’m going to skip dinner.
2018 is the year I’m getting skinny.
No bullshit
No excuses
This year is going to be fucking right and I’ll lose some goddamn weight. This year I’ll hit my goal weight and all of the hard work will pay off.
I refuse to go through all of this pain without an end result.
I. Will. Be. Skinny. This. Year.
Ana’s standing behind me
I feel her arms around my waist
Whisper in my ear:
“Skinny darling, pretty girls don’t eat”
Me and Ana
(via dyingtobejustperfect)
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