I Have About 6 Weeks Before I Have To Go To The Doctor For A General Check-up

I wanna be scary thin but I can’t even get normal thin.

80kg - 45kg

Jul 2017 - Nov 2018

Soooo I was convinced that march would be my month. BUT MY DUMBASS FUCKED UP AND BINGED TODAY

Fml

Thinspo Imagine #1: The Beginning of Fall

It was around 7 in the morning when the sun woke you up. It danced across your sheets and your desk, earning a soft groan from you as you slowly woke up. The sheets draped over your dainty body, slipping down over your shoulders as you sat up. Your hands sat in your lap, bundling up the blanket a bit as you looked out the window at a beautiful morning.

After admiring the view a little bit, you slipped out of bed, one thin leg after the other. Your soft pajamas draped over your lithe figure, truly accentuating how petite you were. They sagged a bit around your tiny waist and the sleeves stopped past the palm of your hand. You looked so tiny in them, swallowed by the soft fabric.

You padded to the bathroom and stripped, stepping on the scale, before smiling to yourself. Almost there.

You took a quick, hot shower, relishing in the feeling of each bone of your body as you skimmed your hands over yourself. Water pooled slightly in your collarbones and not on rolls of fat.

You were glowing when you got out, and turned around in the mirror. You counted three ribs on each side of your flat stomach, which concaved ever so slightly when you looked at yourself from the side. Your tiny waist filled out into toned thighs with a gap in between, which dipped back in at the knees to long, thin legs. Your thin hands danced around your tiny neck and prominent collars, tracing the sharp curve of your jawline, moving a few strands of wet hair that clung to your cheek. Your eyes looked bigger and your sharp nose was the same red as the apples of your cheeks, accentuating your soft lips and tiny chin.

You spoiled yourself for a few minutes, turning this way and that, looking at every curve and dip of your body. Finally, when the water sticking to your frame sent a chill through you, a silk robe was pulled up and over your shoulders. Silently, you left the bathroom.

You walked to your closet and opened the sliding door. You watched your thin fingers as they gripped the white wood.

As you had lost weight, you slowly added more and more clothes to your closet. Flowy tops, cute jeans, sweet skirts. Wearing them was a reward in and of itself, once you were able to fit into them. You looked cute and fragile in some, skinny and sharp in others. They each had their own style - and a place in your heart. They were the biggest sign of your progress.

You slipped into a cute, creme colored long sleeve top, relishing in the comfortable feel of the thin, flowy fabric. Your legs were hugged by dark blue, high-wasited jeans that you slid into perfectly. Simple gold bracelets sat on your wrists, and a thin gold chain around your neck.

You looked killer, and posed a bit. The jeans acentuated your thigh gap and thin, lean legs as well as your cinched waist, while the shirt hung low enough to reveal your collarbone, draping off of you in a way that showed how small you were underneath. Your hands were lithe and dainty, your skin fresh and clear.

You moved to your window, spreading the curtains and pulling the sliding glass open. Birds sang and danced around each other, and the hints of city life teemed in the few people walking along the sidewalk. You adored the city. Maple trees grew along the road and charming shops filled the empty space between tall buildings.

The wind blew, billowing the silk curtins out around you as you took in a deep breath. The cool air filled your lungs so beautifully, and your bright eyes fluttered closed.

All your hard work, all the long night curled up in your bed, ignoring hunger pains. Forcing awful-tasting teas down your throat. Losing and gaining, working out until you colapsed, sleeping through the day and binging at night. Your journey was so hard, with just as many downs as there were ups.

But you kept at it, holding on to the dream of a brighter future. Your binges grew smaller and fewer. You coud last longer without food, and it took less for you to feel full. The barest of muscle formed, and working out was less of a chore and more of a hobby. People started commenting on your figure. It was euphoric, fitting into your first XS pair of jeans.

You opened your eyes again, watching the green trees sway in the breeze. They were showing the first hints of autumn, a few crisp leaves turning to the color of honey and roses.

For the first time in a while, you realised, you were happy with where you were.

skinny

when I was dying

I think it is really fucked up

to start a sentence like this

everyone complimented me

on slowly turning to ashes

'You look so pretty dear'

they said

and I heard

'try harder'

when someone is suffering

from lung cancer

You don't light them a cigarette

You don't

You do not hand a suicidal person

a loaded gun

unless you want them to die

so why did you?

why did you handed me a gun?

what was I supposed to do with it?

besides pulling the trigger

when you are sixteen

and at some point

we all are

nothing is as easy as dying

without anyone noticing

dying isn't like it is in the movies

a 60 second sequel

with blood and wounds and lots of noise

it is a quiet long-term-process

You do not recognise the dead

-aeris

Eat like you’re thin Exercise like you’re thin And soon you will be thin

It’s you, not your genetics

I have a friend who is like SUPER skinny. She used to say how she doesn’t get fat at all. On top of that, she seemed to eat a lot of high-calorie food all the time. Everyone kind of assumed that she was “naturally skinny”.

Today she mentioned how she hated eating alone. She just doesn’t eat. That made soo much sense! She might eat a lot when shes at school, surrounded by ppl, but she doesn’t eat much when by herself. As a result she stays skinny.

There are multiple reasons why your skinny friend stays skinny. So stop blaming your genetics!

P.s: unless you have an actual illness that prevents you from losing weight

PLEASE PLEASE I NEED YOUR HELP

at school, i abaolutely loved math and physics. I studied a lot at school and got straight As in every subject. But i am at university now and my Grades are so bad. I study math and physics and i really thought that i would be goot at university. I did my work throughout the Semester, and i prepared myself for the exams. I got the results today and i almost failed my exams. Now i am feeling like the biggest dumb ass on earth

So is anyone out here who could give me some tips on how to successfully study for scientific subjects at university?

Any help is appreciated

Thigh Gaps.

I’ve decided to write a little something on how to achieve a thigh gap- I’ve seen a lot of people asking if it’s even possible to get one if you’re not naturally bow legged and it totally is. You just need to be committed enough to your exercise routine, you can’t expect to starve yourself every second day and wind up looking thin and willowy.

My best advice is do lots of cardiovascular work- too much resistance or weights training will build big muscles that you don’t want. I am a professional dancer and dance is my only exercise, and my thigh gap is getting better every day! 

One of the best exercises for a thigh gap is a dance move you’ve probably heard of- The Twist. It’s simple and fun, if you do it properly there’s enough movement to affect your thighs and hips. Make sure you stand with your feet shoulder width apart, on a smooth surface with socks or soft soled shoes on- if you’re on carpet, barefoot or in shoes that grip, you’ll wind up using your knees too much and hurting them. 

Twist your torso the opposite way to the way your knees are going- try to isolate your leg movements as opposed to your body. Then, shift your weight from left foot to right foot, right foot to left foot, while twisting. You can twist with one leg forward, twisting forward over it and leaning back. There are so many variations on it and you can honestly do it anywhere. I often twist while showering or doing mundane little errands, people thinking I’m just goofing around but in actual fact I’m getting that little closer every second to achieving the perfect thigh gap. 

Drink lots of water, especially with a little lemon in it, or even with a little chilli powder, to kick start your metabolism and keep you hydrated. It works like a charm!

Also, get used to standing on the outside edges of your feet. If you’re flat footed it will make your thighs sit closer together. Holding most of the weight on the outside of your feet while still keeping your feet flat will straighten out your legs and improve your posture.

I’ll post more little tips if people are interested- this blog is new but I’ve been doing this for a lot longer.