Definitely Not The First Person To Do This But I Loved The Original So Much I Just Had To Take A Crack

Hey fatass. Were you thinking about eating? Well read this. Look at you. Look at yourself. YOU. ARE. FAT. You know why? Because you eat all the damn time, that’s why. You need to get off your lard ass and do some exercise. 100 jumping jacks, 70 crunches, 50 sit ups, 40 squats, 30 lunges, 20 mountain climbers, 10 push ups. It’ll feel much better than eating whatever the hell you were thinking about. Don’t eat that. Don’t you know what food is? It’s just a nice way to see fat. Fat just sits around and makes you jiggly and unattractive. You know who likes fatass people? NOBODY. You can’t control yourself, can you? Whatever you see, you just put it in your mouth, you don’t care that it just turns into fat. Sits around your stomach and fills in where your thigh gap would be if you were worthy of having one. Just do yourself a favour. Don’t eat that. Do some exercise, drink some water. I promise it’s better than eating whatever you were just thinking about. The craving will pass, i promise. Don’t eat, you’ll be happier.

@altarofbones

reminder !!

❤️ you are loved

💜 you are appreciated

💛 you are valid

💙 you are amazing

💓 you are wanted

💞 you are beautiful

💕 you are smart

💖 you deserve to be alive

💝 you deserve to eat

💘 you deserve to be loved

💗 people want you alive

This is what the LGBTQ+ community needs to be.

Terriyaki Eggplant Steak Plate-188 cals

This whole plate:188 cals!!

with 18 grams of protein (mainly from the cottage cheese) I swear I'm a whore for cottage cheese

The spring mix covered a lot of the egg plant steak but the 2 thick slices of egg plant were 38 cals

101 cals for the entire large 416g eggplant!(if you wanted)

Also the xanthan gum, soy sauce and tomato juice was used to make a "terriyaki" sauce for 17 cals--there was so much left over I used some as a dressing over the spring mix

I'll post a better picture with a recipe if yall want

TW: MEANSPO

i saw a meanspo post a little while ago that talked about how all that delicious, tempting food will inevitably become disgusting, greasy, yellow fat.

now i can’t look at the food i crave without seeing lumpy piles of oily fat.

i wanted to make a similar post to motivate myself.

pizza! a classic. warm, cheesy, comforting, and greasy. so greasy. that isn’t just pizza.

it’s fat. grease and cheese and bread makes yellow bubbles under your skin that swell until you’re back where you started.

ice cream tacos? i’ve never had one, but they look delicious. just look at all that sugar and chocolate and all those carbs. carbs.

carbs that soak into you and puff up your tummy, your thighs, your double chin, everything you’ve worked so hard to get rid of.

donuts! my weakness. a million flavors of crispy, soft, sweet.

just one of these babies has more calories than i typically eat in a day.

do you want pizza?

do you want an ice cream taco?

do you want a donut?

is this what you want?

that isn’t food. it’s fat.

nasty, gelatinous fat.

is this what you want?

because that’s what you’re eating every time you gorge on a high-calorie treat.

it’s never worth it.

it’s never worth sacrificing weeks of hard work for a moment or two of pleasure.

nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.

lmao i lost at least 7 followers after reblogging that…. anyway if you exclude nonbinary people you’re ignoring the white stripe of the trans flag; aces and aros are not straight and thus lgbt+ because theyre literally not attracted to the opposite sex, trans women are real women, and physical dysphoria is not required to be considered trans

I’ve drank about 1 lb of water since I’ve come home—169.0 to 169.6

And see, that’s weight from WATER. Nothing I need to fast off or anything. I know it’s weight gained because I added water in my tummy :)

Here’s hoping that 0.6 lbs of water is put to good use….make my acne go away hhh

some self thinspo.

it’s August. you wake up, arms lifting high above your head, towards the front of the bed, in a gentle yawn. you note their weightlessness, how easy it is to wrap a full hand around the other. your fingers, once plump, are now bony — you can see the pink of your knuckles blush vibrantly against the paleness of the rest of the hand, illuminated by the sunlight streaming through the window.

you turn over, and suddenly it all comes rushing back towards you. it’s the first day of college. last night, you and your roommate chatted for hours about your similarities, and for once, you’re not jealous. you look at her, and see yourself — you are both beautiful. skinny. her body and beauty are not a threat to you. you are finally one of the pretty ones. you belong in a room with her.

while she sleeps, you rise and dress for the unusually chill morning. finally, you can wear skirts; your thighs don’t rub against one another as they used to, and they don’t split runs in the pristine white tights that cover them so elegantly. you slip on a blouse; it too is white and thin, but there’s nothing to see behind it. your fat rolls don’t press against the fabric, and the only thing sticking out are your collarbones. over it you layer a cardigan, and pull the sleeves up over your sharp elbows. despite the chill weather, you intend to show off the wrists you worked so hard for off.

you then move to the bathroom, to brush your hair and teeth. makeup isn’t necessary, you’re already near-perfect just by your weight. but today, you slide a single swab of lipgloss across your lips, and a bit of mascara across your eyelashes.

god, you’re so ethereal.

as you walk out the door with your bag, you appreciate the lightness of your steps. for the first time in forever, you are confident. you are ready to take on the world. and you are skinny.