Skin&bones - Blog Posts

Just got my collarb0n3s visible again. ✊🏻😭

Literally all I'm wearing for now on, are tops that show them off. I can't wait to get rid of my h1deous th1ghs next.

New fav high protein safe combo!! (136 cals, 18.8g protein)

136 cals, 18.8g protein

Greek yogurt (nonfat, no sugar added) - 170g

Primer Protein Strawberry Almond protein cereal - 6g

Honey - 7g

Tastes literally so good. It's the perfect amount of sweetness and the honey balances out the Greek yogurt. Mostly carbs and protein. I love eating this pre workout cause it's so filling and gives me lots of energy. ✨

I will never shut up about how my mom said i didn't have an €D when I was f4t, even after she saw me eating baby food, going on extreme d13ts, and f4sting all the time. But once my w3ight started dropping off and I got sk1nnier than her, suddenly it's an issue. 😕

Not to mention she was bul1m1c when she was my age. Growing up with your mom competing with you is crazy.

Helhest

The irony's a bitter pill, a twisted delight,

The less I have, the stronger I feel in the night. Empty echoes in a hollow frame,

A twisted victory in this hunger game.

Each rib, a bony crown, a badge of my fight,

Against a foe unseen, in the dead of the night.

The mirror, a canvas of decline and decay,

But in the fractures, a twisted kind of ballet.

Food, the enemy, a siren's sweet call,

But control, a triumph, that conquers them all.

The world fades to whispers, a distant refrain,

As the hunger consumes, a sweet, hollow pain.

The warmth of a fire, a distant dream's hold,

But the chills that wrack me feel strangely consoled.

For weakness is freedom, a fragile release,

From a world that demands, a body to appease.

The whispers grow louder, a chorus of fear,

But the silence within is strangely more clear.

A voice in the darkness, a chilling decree,

"Sicker is better, for that's how you'll be free."

But freedom's a cage, with bars made of bone,

A victory dance, a victory alone.

The depths I descend, a descent without end,

This twisted desire, a hunger that won't mend.

Oh, the tears that won't fall, the emotions all numb, Is this what it's worth, to finally become...

Not smaller, not thinner, but something far worse,

A hollow shell dancing, in a malnourished corpse.

- just a poem my sleep deprived mind came up with. I hope you all enjoy it cause I'm new to writing.🥴

I've lost 5Ibs in 10 days. All my friends are happy/concerned about how quickly I lost it but I feel like I should've dropped more. Does anyone else feel the same?