You Need To

My mom was cleaning out things she didn’t want in her closet and I came across this strange dress it reminded me of when Ariel first washed up on land an she had to were that sheet thing with a rope around the waist. 😂 You can’t really tell from the pictures but it’s really weirdly cut and unsymmetrical but the material is like silk, really flowy. Anyways it makes me feel like a fairy princess and I love it lol

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Want to binge?

Stop.

Drink a glass of water.

Count to 50.

Drink another glass of water.

Do twenty crunches.

Chew gum really fast until your jaw hurts.

Stand outside for 10 minutes just doing nothing or you can walk around the block, up to you.

Drink yet another glass of water.

Take the garbage out.

Do 10 burpees. 

Cut up an apple into 8 pieces. 

Throw 2 biggest pieces away. 

Eat two pieces. 

Throw another 2 away. 

Eat the rest.

Brush your teeth.

Go lay in bed.

You can do it, lovely! Beat the cravings!

What “pro-ana” means to me

Of course I’m not “pro” ana. None of the people who post with this tag are. None of us want you to develop an eating disorder. None of us want you to starve yourself, harm your body, and hurt your mind. Come on, who the hell would wish this on anyone? 

I’m not pro ana.

I know what “ana” is. It’s not something anyone in their right mind would support. I’ve been living with an eating disorder for over 10 years now. That’s my whole teenage and adult life right there. I don’t remember what it’s like living without it. I don’t know what having a normal relationship with food feels like. I don’t know how people go about their daily lives without obsessing about what they eat or how they look.

I’m not pro ana. 

“Ana” isn’t something you get out of. I’ll go through a restrictive phase, then relapse into bulimia, and every once in a while, feel like I’m getting better and healthier. It never lasts. It’s as if my eating disorder went to sleep for a while… took a little break, and then came back a little stronger. It always does. 

I’m not pro ana. 

If you’re not dealing with an eating disorder, or if the content on my blog is triggering to you PLEASE don’t follow me. Please don’t think eating disorders are an easy way to lose weight. Please don’t take any dieting tips from “pro ana” blogs. Please, please, please don’t starve yourself. Don’t harm yourself. Binging, purging, restricting, fasting are terrible ideas. Run while it’s still time. 

I’m not pro ana. 

I’m “pro” supporting my sisters and brothers who struggle with an eating disorder. If I post something with the tag “pro-ana”, it doesn’t mean I encourage you to develop disordered habits… it means I’m here for you. I’m right there with you. 

I don’t support eating disorders, I support people going through them. 

Reblog if you're not homophobic

Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad. 

I’ve watched girls nibble away at half an apple, diced into little chunks to make it last longer. That’s all she’ll eat today. I’ve watched girls drink five litres of water because ‘sometimes you’re not actually hungry, it’s just thirst’. I’ve watched girls drink tea like it’s liquid gold, to pinch their stomachs and feel sick at the sight of the rolls. I’ve watched girls exercise until they faint, until their hearts threaten to beat straight out of their chest because it’s the only way they feel loved. I’ve watched girls do mental calculations of how much they’ve eaten, 110 calories from a large apple, only 55 from half. I’ve watched girls cry in front of the mirror because they’ll never be size 6, never mind size 4, or 2, or 0. I’ve watched girls hide in bulky clothing when all they’ve ever wanted is to wear dresses that don’t cover everything up. I’ve watched them flinch when people say, “I like girls who have big appetites.” I’ve watched them smile when people say, “you’ve lost weight, haven’t you?” I’ve watched girls who hate themselves so much they refuse to accept affection. I’ve heard their silence when people comment on how little they are eating - they think: ‘at least now I don’t have a reason to look this way’. I’ve watched girls measure their worth by the gap between their thighs, gripping skin and bone, convinced it’s fat that can be burned. I’ve watched girls, living skeletons, who laugh and smile just like everyone else, who needed someone to lend them a little strength when they couldn’t find their own, for someone to reach out and say: ‘can’t you see you don’t need to do this to be beautiful? You don’t need to do this to be loved.

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #178 (via blossomfully)

Hey, you know what? There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be thin. I don’t give a fuck if boys like thick girls or whatever because I’m doing this for me, because I like me better if I’m thin and I’m so gonna make it. Just watch

THIS GIRL IS SO PRETTY AND LITERAL THINSPO PORN 😍😍

Gabriela Minks