when I’m really mad at someone I listen to Slipknot – People = Shit really loud on my ipod.
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July 22, 2010 | 05:25 PM |
I really wish I was skinnier, I feel like I’m just complaining and not taking action. But I aaaaaam! I work out when I find the time and eat less, but I don’t feel like it’s working at ALL.
July 22, 2010 | 03:15 PM |
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50 reasons why
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- So that you can try on clothes without wanting to stay in the fitting room, curl up into a ball, and die
- So that every and any photograph taken of you from any angle will look good.
- So that you won’t be the fattest girl out of all your friends.
- So that boys will think of you as girlfriend potetial, not that funny girl who’s kind of chubby.
- So that all your old expensive clothes fit again
- So that you’re cheek bones will resurface
- Because skinny girls can get away with, making any face, wearing any outfit, or having any hairstyle
- So that you don’t look like a messy slob with no self control
- So that you’re friends respect you for something other than the fat, funny, goofy grandma who couldn’t possibly be their competition
- So that you’re arm flab doesn’t spread out when you rest your arms on your side
- So that pool parties aren’t a horrific nerve racking occasion, where you are constantly toting around a towel, but everyone knows what you’re covering
- So you’re giant jiggling pockets of sagging fat that you call your breasts disolve
- So that people whisper about how skinny you’ve gotten behind your back
- So that you when you sit, no matter what you’re wearing your stomach remains one flat perfect board
- So that you never have to worry about your disgusting love handles oozing over the edges of your too-tight pants
- So that you can rush out of the house in jeans and a t-shirt and look like a model
- So that you don’t look like a fat little kid anymore.
- So that you make your parents proud instead of being their fat-ass daughter without any self control
- so that you’re boyfriend will be proud to show your photo, or you off to his friends
- So that you can wake up in the morning without trying on a million and a half outfits and looking fat in each one
- So that when someone asks “Who’s insert your name here?” The answer is “That really skinny chick.”
- So that your self control, your amazing dicipine shines through for everyone to see.
- So that when you’re drunk at a party you don’t have to worry about your shirt riding up and everyone being exposed to your disgusting fat rolls.
- So that there is a space between your legs.
- So that the shorter the shorts, the better.
- So that you’ll be referred to as the pretty one
- So that he(or she) can hoist you over their shoulders with ease
- So that he can tickle you without you feeling like he’s fondling your rolls.
- So that your collar bones could poke an eye out
- So that you’re hip bones will hurt people when you hug them
- So that your stomach goes straight from stomach to bikini area, no little fat protrusion at the bottom inbetween
- So that no matter what angle, or how hard you try it is physically impossible for you to have more than one chin
- So that your shoulder blades are litterally blades
- So that your ribs are always showing, not just when you stretch
- So that nobody even remembers that girl you used to be
- So that you’re delicate and graceful
- So that anybody who’s ever teased you, called you fat, called you ugly, called you a bitch will see you and think how they were so wrong.
- So that he, the boy who broke your heart, will look at you now and think “wow I made a mistake”
- So that when people do see you eat they will not be thinking, “put down the fork fatass”
- so that your animal counterpart will be a gazelle, not a cow.
- to prove yourself, to rub it in all their faces
- so that when you try on your friends clothes they’re too big
- so that being how ever weird crazy or outthere you are is acceptable because you’ll look good doing it
- so that if god forbid someone finds out that you’re starving yourself they don’t say “really? But you don’t look anorexic”
- Because who wants a fat daughter, best friend, or girlfriend
- so that you’re better than her
- so that everything is finnally perfect
- or so that at least you’re perfect when nothing else is
- So you’ll be that girl.
- Because EVERYTHING, I mean every single thing about your life will be better when you are finally finally skinny.
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Have you ever been angry or sad, to the point where you just break down at home, in your room? Your parents don’t know because you keep the tears to yourself, and you cry silently. Your friends don’t know because you talk as if you’re fine and dandy behind the computer screen. Well you’re not fine and dandy, and you know it. No one really knows how you feel, and they have their own lives to deal with, so you don’t bother telling them, you bottle it up, and store it with the other problems or troubles.
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July 18, 2010 | 08:50 PM |
July 18, 2010 | 09:03 AM |
just woke up after sleeping 20 hours, wow
I fell asleep yesterday while watching the secret life, like 7pm. and I woke up an hour ago. crazy.
July 17, 2010 | 11:23 AM |

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