• More Than Enough //
  • This started out as a thinspo blog but it has turned into my story. For the past two years, self harm, anorexia, and just darkness have taken control of my life. I am not pro ana or pro mia. I don't wish this upon anyone else. If you ever need to talk, I am one message away!
    HW: 141
    LW: 120
    CW: NA
    GW1: 130
    GW2: 125
    GW3: 120
    GW4:115
    UGW: 110 //
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Poem I wrote: Sticks and stones May break your bones But food will make you fat
Sugar, carbs Grains, and starches Of course you don’t want that
One bite of food And you’ll be screwed  Put down your fork and knife
Let Ana in And you’ll be thin She’ll steal your whole damn life
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eating disorder | Tumblr on We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/60634242/via/nataliephantomhive
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thinnerlife:



I don’t just smile, I feel a sigh of relief. Like FINALLY!
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Done.

Okay so that was fun… but it wasn’t. It’s a cycle. It’s never ending. It’s destructive.

1. Not keeping track of what I was eating. Ice cream. Pasta. Bread. Cheese. Cookies. All day. All the time. I love my body so much! I don’t care! This is what all teenagers eat.

2. I hate myself. I cannot believe I let myself go like that. I feel fat. My face is fat. My stomach is fat. My knees are fat. I am fat. I need to punish myself. Cut. Cut. Cut.

3. This is it. I’m done eating. I need to be skinny. I need to be thin. I won’t eat. I don’t eat. I need to be perfect. I need to be good enough. I need this. I need it.

I’m back at step 3. I hate myself.

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