Oml Plz No

Reasons to get to my UGW…

• he’ll be able to pick me up easily

• when his long, strong arms wrap around me in a hug, I’ll feel so so small in comparison to him

• I’ll look good from every angle

• I’ll be able to wear lingerie and not look like a cow wrapped in lace

• bikinis in public will no longer feel like torture, it’ll be a reward to show off what I worked so hard for

• I won’t be embarrassed if my shirt rides up and some of my stomach shows

• I won’t feel like I need to keep my head down and hide from the world

• the envious stares and the “you look great!”

• I’ll be able to focus on bettering myself in other ways because my body will already be perfect

•I’ll be so small and dainty and cute that people won’t be able to help pointing it out

• being tiny and thin will be what I’m known for and it’ll be the first thing people will say about me if they are asked to describe me

• “I’d hug you tighter, but I’m afraid I’d snap you in half”

• I’ll never have to worry about taking up too much space or being too heavy

• my eyes will look bigger

• my jaw will be sharper

• my silhouette will have little dips and curves in all the right places, smaller at the waist and a little wider at the hips where my bones peek from under my skin

• I’ll look so innocent and pure, not like some gluttonous disgrace

• I’ll paint my nails to bring attention to my dainty hands

• everything I wear will look great on me, nothing could possibly be too small and anything too big just looks absolutely adorable

• I’ll get to go shopping for all new clothes and actually have fun trying things on

• I’ll have more energy

• my face will be so clear from all the water I’ve been drinking for so long

• I won’t have to wear makeup to look pretty

• nobody will be embarrassed to be around me, instead everyone will want to be my friend

• that feeling of accomplishment for having self control and sticking to something so important to me

• I’ll have finally done something right for once

• I’ll finally be perfect

The saddest moment is going to self harm and realising you have to look for clean skin to cut...

A note to my body

I am sorry.

I have cut you, hit you, and burnt you. I have shoved more food into you than you can handle, jammed my fingers down your throat, and starved you for days until all you can see is stars.

I’ve consumed too much alcohol, too many substances, and exercised you into the ground.

But what I am the most sorry for is that I can’t seem to stop… no matter how much I want to be better for you, I don’t know how to stop this self destruction.

And for that, I am truly sorry

Reblog the pumpkin king and you’ll lose 5 pounds this week

(just do it)

my anti-binge box

I’ve been seeing a few posts circulating about anti binge boxes and what people keep in them so I thought I’d share mine :)

mouthwash

toothpaste & toothbrush

laxatives

tape measure

bath salts

motivational flash cards

nail polishes

chewing gum

lip balm

a face mask

hand cream

a candle

If anyone else keeps an anti binge box I’d be interested to know what other people find helpful to keep in theirs

me (cleaning up): holds knife

intrusive thoughts: what if-

me: ok edgelord we get it what if i slit my wrists right now can we please just focus

Dude there was a big boi roach and it did really be flying around and now its gone hahahahahhahahaahhelphaha

I dont understand why you thing you treat me so well

how does it feel to be an active tumblr user in 2021

it feels like im mentally ill