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weekly workouts and how to accurately calculate cals !!

these are very easy and basic workouts, obviously you can mold it to your own level of activity but if you’re just getting started in being active this is great 🤗

dm me for credit if these are your posts

stay safe loves 👼🏽

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I wish I had the self esteem to wear something like this but 😂😂 unfortunately I’m a fat joke

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What if I was actually who I want to be?

A skinny, dead looking girl with pale, clear and soft skin

Liveless brown, yet shiny eyes staring back at you

Eyebags that compliment my face perfectly for some reason

Oversized black shirts and hoodies with chains and necklaces everywhere

Skinny ripped jeans that complement my legs

Bruises on Arms and legs that look aesthetically pleasing

Looking like a dead witch girl, even from afar

Not being scared to wear face paint and draw runes with my makeup on random days

always smells like mint, pumpkinnand just autumn in general

Looking fragile due to being so small and petite

The girl you think wanders around in your local woods at night

Never sleeps, instead sings at night

Only seems to be eating fruit and hard candy

Having an extreme autumn glowup every year

Being respected as the local witch already

The girl you don't want to mess with because she knows all your secrets to a point of intimidation.

But will it ever happen?

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dark therapist show me illegal coping mechanisms

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Disappear for some time, work on yourself, return unrecognizable.

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current weight: “wouldn’t hurt if you didnt eat today”

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outfit I wore the watch It Chapter 2 w my friends yesterday, looking at this makes me see I could work on toning my arms a bit more ..

5’7 | 103lbs

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by Sarah Gallaun

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no offense but my obsession w being beautiful is literally going to get me killed

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xoxoxoxoxo

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yall: no nut november

me, an intellectual: NO EAT NOVEMBER

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if you asked me what my eating disorder is about i might say ‘food’ labeling some good, some bad as i assign moral value to this grain of rice i might say ‘numbers’ counting, measuring, tracking calories, sizes, BMIs allthetimecalculating everysinglething if you asked me what my eating disorder is about i might say ‘beauty’ complete devotion, idolization of the western standard begging for others’ envy i might say ‘attention’ desperately needing someone anyone, to notice me at all to see that i am unwell, to care if you asked me what my eating disorder is about i might say ‘control’ the sick, sick result of discipline gone sour a curdling obsession i might say ‘guilt’ over being too big too plain too comfortable too needy too me if you asked me what my eating disorder is about i might say ‘anger’ hating the injustice of living hating everything, everyone including myself i might say ‘pain’ a way to transpose the scars of my soul onto the body aching for congruence if you asked me what my eating disorder is about i might say ‘minimalism’ my mind whirls like a run-on sentence and i can’t stand being wasteful so no thank you i don’t need anything at all really i might say ‘self-righteousness’ i’m parading the streets, declaring my holier-than-thouness because hey look! i’m better at dying than you if you asked me what my eating disorder is about i might say ‘expectations’ i’ve been naturally small my entire life and now, but now i lose myself when i grow i might say ‘childhood’ reverting to my prepubescent body no breasts and when sex was just a word muddled with giggles if you asked me what my eating disorder is about i might say ‘addiction’ a habit that can’t be kicked craving the buzz, the high of manipulating my insides i might say ‘death’ i’m not that happy anyway so why not drive my body to the edge, tempting it to quit? if you asked me what my eating disorder is about i might say nothing because i do not know it’s not like it matters because you don’t ask because you don’t know either

—i don’t know, you don’t know, no one knows // 01.22.18