thinspirations

Thinness is power.

Skin and bones are the only truth.

Every calorie denied is a victory.

Why settle for less when you can be nothing but perfect emptiness?

The world will envy your control, your sacrifice.

Hunger is your weapon, and the mirror is your judge.

Bones.

They’re all that’s left.

Bones.

The rest fades away.

The flesh, the hunger, the pain—it’s all just noise.

Bones.

Sharp.

Cold.

Real.

Bones.

The only truth.

The only thing that stays when everything else falls apart.

Bones.

Everything disappears but them.

They don’t lie.

They don’t betray.