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that burning feeling you get in your stomach when your hungry>>>>

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reminding myself that Iâm not hungry, Iâm just bored âŚ
the thought of being gorgeously tiny by christmas is SO invigorating
i could be at ugw by christmas...and leave this all behind in 2020 with the rest of the trash <3
đits a slow process but quitting wont speed it upđ

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đfall thinspođ
đhuge comfy sweaters to stop the chilly breeze that look skinny on you even when theyâre oversized
đblack thigh high socks over black tights
đcupping a mug of hot chocolate in pale , shaking hands with long delicate fingers
đhigh cheekbones and tiny nose rosy with the cold
đblack high waisted skinnies over a flat stomach
đlooking the best out of all your friends in your halloween costume, no matter what you choose to wear
đplaid skirts hugging thin hips and sharp hip bones
đcozy woolley socks peaking out over black boots, struggling to stay up your tiny ankles
đeveryone offering you their coat because you look so cold and tiny and delicate
đsitting down on a comfy chair and being able to see the whole floor below through the gap in your thighs
đjumpers being too big and sliding off you even when theyâre xs, exposing pretty shoulders and collar bones
đbeing the envy of all your friends, all your pictures on social media gaining hundreds of likes from people who never wanted to speak to you before
đthin wrists peeking out of huge rolled up sweater sleeves
đbeing confident
đbeing happy
đbeing beautiful for autumn
That euphoria when you see a smaller number on the scale. Validation for your pain and suffering. Fuel to keep going. Fear that maybe itâs a lie.
donât eat.
donât snack.
you want to be skinny right?
look up mukbangs on youtube of foods youâre craving and watch those. you wish it could be you eating it right? well it can be. as soon as you hit your goal weight.
the food isnât going to disappear. itâs not going anywhere. you can eat it. just not now. you can have whatever youâre craving soon, when youâre skinny, because youâll already have gotten used to portion control and restricting.
you can do it. just donât eat.
Think
One day..you will look in the mirror and you wonât be disgusted. Youâll be pretty. You will say â..oh my god. I did it.â But we both know that certain day will not come until you work hard enough for it. You know you can do this..please. please just try your hardest.
One thing. You've always wanted just this one thing. Since you were able to think clearly, it's all you ever wished for. And you can't even work for it? You were given so much time and chances but still you can't even do the minimum to get it? Try harder.

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I went to the beach today and saw the cutest couple. They were maybe 16, 17. The boy was tall and muscular with dirty blonde/ brown hair. He was very toned and attractive. The girl was shorter than him and thin, with long straight blonde hair. She wore a bikini which looked perfect on her thin frame. The boy scooped her off of her feet easily as if she weighed nothing at all and threw her into the water. They both laughed with their perfect smiles and playfully splashed in the water. They were both so happy. Maybe if you lost the weight, youâd be less self conscious. Maybe youâd be confident enough to have a good time. Maybe youâd get noticed by a cute guy. Maybe youâd be happy too.
Don't you see?
People are reaching their ugw but youâre still binging like a bitch everyday. Ur just going to look worst if you still doing that fucking idiot. Drink water now and try not to binge.
I am 100% in control of what I eat. I do not need to binge or eat foods that will make me fat, I can control what goes into my body. I can control how I look. Itâs up to me now.
The best part about weight loss is feeling it, finally, after being uncomfortable for so long. Itâs running your hands over your hip bones, feeling your collarbone and sharp shoulders, the space between you and your clothing when you move. Itâs sitting down without your stomach bulging. Itâs walking without your thighs slamming together. Itâs placing your hand to the side of your face and feeling that delicate cheekbone in your palm. Looking thin is great, but feeling thin is amazing.
All For You | Imagine Thinspo
Iâm not sure if this is any good, the idea just popped into my head in the middle of the night. Itâs a bit gloomy but I hope you enjoy! - Thea
You wake up in the middle of the night feeling cold and hungry. It doesnât feel good. You force yourself out of bed, flinching when your feet hit the cold, hardwood floor. You make your way to the bathroom then onto the scale. Youâre so groggy and tired that you donât even register the number on the scale until you do. Itâs your ugw. It takes a while before you actually process this. Youâd jump for joy if you had the energy to, but you donât. So, instead you stumble back into your dark bedroom and snuggle back into the sheets.
You canât sleep. You stare at the ceiling, still unable to figure out what actually happened. Could the scale be lying? Itâs finally here, your goal, but now what? You try to shut your eyes but are unable to ignore the question looming in the back of your head. âWhat did I do this for?â. You feel the familiar sting of hopelessness, an unpleasant emptiness rising up in your chest as you lie in bed.
Itâs been a few hours, you think. You wake up again when a warm breath hits the skin on the back of your neck. You wonder if it was all just a dream. It wasnât. You turn yourself over to face the person beside of you and all your questions are answered. A feeling of relief rushes over, like releasing a breath that youâve been holding for all your life. âYou did this all for herâ you think to yourself. Sheâs not even awake and yet just her being there solves all of your problems, her warmth melts away all of your anxiety, her light is bright enough for the both of you. Youâd do anything, everything, to keep this person with you. Tears are welling in your eyes, you cuddle closer to her and whisper, oh so quietly that not even the sun could hear; âI did it all for you, to be good enough for youâ and the mountain disintegrates from above your chest as you shut your eyes once more.
âYouâve always been good enough for meâ She whispers back, and maybe you do hear her but she wonders if youâll ever truly know what she means.

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Post Quarantine (2) | Imagine Thinspo
Being back at school was great. Being back at school and being skinny, was amazing. You never knew how true the words âSkinny Is Magicâ were but damn, it sure was magical.
Within a week of coming back to school, youâd gotten more compliments than you did in a year. Youâve always wondered what it felt like to be thin, beautiful, appreciated. Now you know, it feels euphoric. You had it all, the dream body, the dream life. Your thighs donât rub together anymore, theyâre far apart now. When you sit down, thereâs no more fat rolls, you no longer fell that extra chub anywhere. Itâs all gone. Now you can wear anything and make it work. Crop tops, miniskirts, short shorts, anything you wanted. And itâs not just that youâve lost weight. Youâve gained respect as well; people notice you more, it sounds unbelievable but losing your weight has actually opened so many doors. People tell you to consider pageants and cheer-leading, getting the lead role in a play, even a part time job at your favorite cosmetics shop. Your teachers encourage you more, they see that you can put in the work to lose the weight then they believe you do anything. It just seems like everyone likes you just a bit more when youâre skinny.
This weekend, youâre going shopping with some friends. Clothing shops were doing a re-opening sale and itâs just what you needed. Since loosing the weight, youâve had to donate your old clothes because they donât fit the new you. You and your friends spend hours browsing shops until youâve found the perfect place, it suits your aesthetic perfectly. You carry a large pile of clothes in your arms as you head to the fitting room. You used to hate fitting rooms let alone going out, but your new body doesnât. Now, being in a fitting room feels more like a compliment for all your hard work. You try on the clothes and rather than only looking good in one or two, they all look amazing on you. You end up buying everything you bought to the fitting room, you needed a new wardrobe anyways. To top of the shopping trip, you and your friends go to the cinema. Itâs perfect, youâre wearing your new jacket because itâs too cold in the cinema and youâve got a diet soda in hand. In the middle of the film, you find yourself drifting away just a bit, itâs been a long day, your friends can wake you up when the film is over. Even falling as sleep feels good; knowing that you donât look like a drooling hippo while your sleeping and that when you wake up again, all your dreams have already come true. Youâre finally perfect, happy and beautiful.
2021 | Imagine Thinspo
notes: y/n = your name
âIf you could say anything to yourself a year ago, what would you say?â The question written in chalk on the board was your final assignment for this school year, you excitedly jot down the question. It had been nearly a year since the Covid-19 pandemic, since the first day you and your new body entered the school halls. You take a moment to think about the prompt written on the board and stare idly out the window. It wasnât that you were out of ideas or couldnât think of anything, it was that your mind was over-flowing with words and ideas of what you could write. Â
As you take your time your mind flashes back to 2020, when you were nothing like you are now. You think back to your old body, how different it had been with large heavy limbs and all of the fat that clung on your thighs, wobbling whenever you walked. You let out a sigh âWhat a relief, Iâm nothing like that, not anymoreâ you think as you glance down towards your legs. They were long and lean, your arms where the same, even your fingers were thin and boney. âIâm so much better nowâ you say to yourself. It was true, you could never have imagined liking how you looked was a possibility, you didnât know what it felt like to like what you see in the mirror, to like who you are, to even know who you are. You know now, you know that youâre the beautiful, smart and charming person your parents always wanted, you like seeing yourself in pictures now, the mirror compliments you now instead of pointing out all your flaws like before. Youâre happy now.
Your lips curl into a smile as an idea pops into your head. âDear y/n, you probably donât know me yet but trust me, you will soonâ you begin writing. âJust keep doing what youâre doing, keep pushing and I promise weâll meet every time you look in the mirror, I know it seems like itâs too hard or too painful but trust me, it gets so much betterâ you continue. You continue to think, flipping through your mind to find the right words when see your reflection in the window and for a moment, you know exactly what youâd say to yourself a year ago; âkeep going, itâll be the best choice of your lifeâ