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Considering the fact that it’s literally all I think about, I am shockingly bad at having an eating disorder...

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Megan Hundley

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bethan sowerby

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WTF am i really crying every night because i feel not good enough ???

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here’s a cool concept:

me, but 50lbs lighter

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Reblog if..

● your parents called you fat

● your brother/sister called you fat

● your friends called you fat

● you called yourself fat

● a stranger called you fat

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no longer an alcoholic because my ED has made sure I don’t drink my calories. ya win some ya lose some!

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uhm wow okay

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@mathildegoehler

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feeling like i don’t have an ED bc i’m fat and not even good at having one lmao. i can’t help but binge eat after i smoke but i can’t sleep unless i smoke. i want nothing more than to be skinny! i feel like i would actually be decently attractive if i could drop the weight but i can’t even do that right! if anyone has any helpful tips to stop binge eating while high please reach out :(

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feeling this exact way right now. people will always like thin people better no matter what anyone says.

Im So Sick Of Being Fat.

All i want is to be thin. I can’t make myself attractive and reforming my personality will take a long time, but if I can just have some fucking self control then maybe people will like me. I’m sick and tired of being overlooked, for once I just want to be interesting and that starts with being thin.

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im high on benadryl

probably my 9th attempt at starting a blog and i think my issue is knowing how to start. this time i’ve decided to just write for myself rather than put on a facade for mass consumption. the bimbo manifesto will be just that, a public declaration of all my opinions on whatever i feel like telling the void today. i took 3 benadryl an hour ago. i’ve had an urge to be creative lately and it always rears its head after i’ve had my evening depressant. i’ve never been good at expressing myself. i find poetry asinine and i’ve never been skilled enough to draw so i decided to give writing one last go. i’m rewatching girls which always makes me want to start calling myself a writer and force my parents to support me in my unemployment all while being annoying as fuck. 

some goals i have:

find and establish a voice for myself, learn how to be proud of what write and stop comparing my style to other’s, challenge myself to be better