Thinner Life

Because I’m a lil tired of the typical “I want a guy to notice me”… I just want something real 

When you’re thin:

~you will feel your shoulder blades trying to slice through your back like bony little wings

~your under eye circles will become magnificent, like watercolour pools showing your dedication to this skinny hell

~your waist will be so tiny, everyone will have to wrap their arms around up to the elbows to hug you

~your bony knees knock together when you sit in your seat in the classroom, it’s a little uncomfortable but your thighs are so far apart it’s like they’re estranged sisters at thanksgiving dinner 

~you’re so lightheaded, that you see stars all the time- your world has turned into a fucked up planetarium 

~those collar bones don’t just “hold water”- they cut glass. They are clavicles some people would die for 

~the boniness of your fingers feel so good clasped in the hand of another, like a string of pearls wrapped in silk

~you stay home instead of eating out with your friends- it’s bittersweet. You draw pictures of food instead, you work out, or drink tea. 

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