#tw diary

[little-blurry]

[brendape]

No importa cuanto me esfuerce en ser bonita, en ser más delgada todos los días.

Siempre voy a ser la amiga fea, a la que nadie mira.

[antiamianto]

se você comer nunca será assim

[intr1gu3d]

tw ed, sh, si

i don’t want to be Lia. i don’t want red ladders or a bone corset; but part of me always will. i want white ladders, but i don’t want to make the red ones first. i want collarbones, but i don’t want to lie for them. i want to be institutionalised, but i don’t want to tell them. i want to jump, but i don’t want to stop breathing. i want to swallow them all, but i don’t want to drink the souls of the artists. i want to be dead, but i want to watch them know i’m gone. i don’t want to pull a disappearing act, but i don’t see anyone in the future playing dress-ups with my skin.

[yessbutterfly2020]

Nunca mais como pão de queijo, pqp

Já viram o quão calórico é?!

[shiiiinnnneee]

october 6th 2023

i havent posted in a while but i have been going some thinking. my mom has given up everything for me, she had her whole life ahead of her, and she couldnof chose to abort me so she can live her life just like every other teenage girl but she decided to keep me and sacrifice everything. i cant kill myself now. i cant let all the nights she spent working double shifts and multiple jobs just so i can have basic needs when she could of been out partying. i love her more then anything and i cant leave her. but i can starve myself until i get to the perfect weight!!

[0themundane0]

the horror of living without you hit me

and i realized i can’t do it

i can never be without you again.

[ramblings-ofanon-artist]

nemesism

i have wasted all of my breaths and all of my heartbeats to become a wandering corpse. i have no blood strengthening my heart except the accumulation of ashy pencil and muddy paint inside its chambers. no matter how much i teethe myself on the art i create, i will never draw myself a life where i can live unaffected; heroic in my fate.

[little-blurry]

[mauvemarquise]

Skinny rhymes with Beauty🩵🩰 🦢✨

Fat rhymes with Rat 🍔🍟🍕🍩🐀

Coïncidence ? I think not darling ⚡️

[antiamianto]

[elitoshizo]

Entenda de uma vez por todas: até as partes consideradas insignificantes se tornam belas quando se é magra!

[yessbutterfly2020]

Gente, eu morro de preguiça de fazer abdominal, sério...

Que odiooo, tenho que parar de ser essa v4dia preguiçosa

[vx-vx]

Wróciłam 🩷

Hejka kochani, bylam na recovery jebane 8 miesięcy. I wiecie co? Dla wszystkich którzy mówią że recovery jest warte, pierdolcie się. Pomimo przytycia jebane 12(?)kg, pogorszenia samooceny, samopoczucia i powiększeniu ilości blizn na ciele, nie zmieniło sie nic. Nie jestem szczesliwsza, ani inne pierdoły. Dlatego wracam. Jade 3 lipca do Hiszpanii, gdzie będę miala strój kąpielowy, dlatego staram sie wrócić do swojej niedowagi. Moim celem jest schudnięcie w 2 miesiące 15-20kg. Będę to traktowac jako pamietnik, oraz mozecie zadawac mi pytania jak jesteście ciekawi, postaram sie wam pomóc.

[the-wizard-writes]

It's not fine

So… I know it's been a while since I posted on here but, to be honest I really haven't been having a good time in my life recently. To be honest, I sometimes feel like I'm doing things wrong for the sake of other people really and I don't really have a healthy outlet to vent out my fustrations.

It's nice though. I use this blog to give myself a little bit of escapeism into some place where I want to be or well an idea that sounds amazing on paper that's personalized to me. Writing and coming up with ideas and stories makes me feel like I have some sense of control. Like building blocks wehre I have an idea and I just keep building. I think most writers can relate to that statment of building up a world from nothing, imagining characters, and hey it's silly but it helps when yourself feels like your last in a race where everyone else is in front of you and have things figured out. And, I don't.

I constantly feel like I'm on edge and it just keeps building up until I feel the next high point in my life. I get really great highs of small victories in life only to be blocked by something greater. It's happened over and over and OVER and I just don't know if I'm the only one that sees it around me or am I just cluless. Am I not allowed to be upset? Am I not allowed to cry? Yell into my pillow? Am I just suppose to get up on my boot straps and say it's"fine??"

NO. It's not fine!! I'm not fine! You don't know how I feel because you never had to experience feeling like this! It's a new world! I new generation of problems that you just can't understand! I just want to be left alone for a bit and cry is that too much to ask??? Am I just not allowed to express my emotions!

I AM SAD I AM ANGRY I AM CONFUSED I AM SCARED I DONT KNOW WHAT THE HELL IM DOING WITH MY LIFE AND I JUST LIE TO SAVE FACE.

is it all just too much to ask for someone to undertsand? Someone to be next to me. I kick and scream while I just burst into a million pieces? Is it too much to ask for just someoen to give me a sign of what to do??

I dont want to hear any more it's fine because it's not i am not fine i do not feel fine i don't know how I feel And I don't know if I will ever understand how I feel.