Bread. Bread Is My Worst Enemy. I Am More Than Convinced Of Its Evil Intentions Towards Me, But I Will

ana culture is washing the measuring cups but leaving your dirty dishes in the sink

having a good relationship with food is nice, but being skinny is nicer

might be a bit over specific, but at the moment I like romanticise ⭐ving by pretending I'm just some cool guy commanding a space ship, classes are space ship school or something and I can't eat because I am infected by some alien parasite that'll eat me instead if I eat food... Or something.

Seriously, why am I like this

I mean, that's actually quite accurate lol

@queerpoisonousplant @cannerabal @pinkrexie

tag game thing

hehe saw my friend do this on twitter and I wanted to do it because I thought it was cute so thought I might try and do a little tag game thing. Don’t expect this to really go anywhere but join in if u want.

Here’s the website

No pressure tag:

@gilmorenights

I should've taken my blades with me

They shouldn't have me shopping for clothes if they don't want me to make pretty little red engravings on my legs after

“do you struggle with an 3d?” Clearly. I keep binging.

I feel dirty and I don't feel real

Like it seriously feels like being fat is blocking me from actually living and being someone

I know that sounds silly but I can't take myself serious like this

And I don't know who I am if I'm not skinny

I just had the most intense ed nightmare.

I was in the living room just practicing some sort of gymnastic exercise - idk why I don't do gymnastics - and my parents had friends over and they just kept talking about how much weight they were losing and how much better they felt now that they're skinny. I got angrier and sadder and at some point I kinda snapped and yelled, "You guys know I'm still here as well?" and they kind of laughed and my Mom just have me really pitiful look and then told the entire group that she hoped that I would have at least one summer during which I'll feel skinny and confident. Like. What. And then she called me fat and insecure and I just scrambled to the bathroom crying trying to find my blades.

It took me a hot minute after waking up to realize that didn't actually happen.

Wtf honestly

It's ok to eat if:

You're feeling faint

You need to keep people from worrying

It's a birthday (yours or someone else's)

It's a holiday or tradition

You're feeling down and want to treat yourself

You're offered your favourite food

You're hanging out with friends

You're watching a movie

You're at a funeral or wake

You need the energy for school/work

You're just generally hungry

You won't be any less valid if you eat, and sometimes it's necessary. Don't beat yourself up, you'll be ok <3