joie de vivre.

i hate food. i hate being fat. food is just a temporary pleasure. it’s like being in a toxic relationship. i wish i could be skinny. skinny like the other girls. thighs the same size as their legs. perfect waist. clothes that fit. a world that loves and respects you.

I can't stop looking at myself in the mirror and thinking that I just want to wake up one day and feel good about my body.

I want to be light. I want to feel like I could be blown away. I want to feel fragile. I want to feel like floating. I want to be ethereal. I want to melt on thin air. I want to fly away. I want to be an angel. I want to be ana's angel.

remember, you have been craving that food for five seconds, while you have been craving that body for years and years. do you want to keep being miserable forever?