1. Tight gab
2. Collar bones
3. Hip bones
4. Thin legs
5. Thin arms
6. I will look cute in everything
7. Smaller face and bigger eyes
8. People will notice me at thr skinny one
9. I can wear whatever i want
10. Finally look beautiful
These are MY 10Reasons to be skinny
I wanna wear skinny jeans and have beautiful legs in them. I want people to be jealous of my tiny skinny legs.
I want to walk confident on the street, knowing that I am the skinniest girl around.
I want to have an empty stomach every day and feel light.
I want my collar bones to pop out and my cheekbones to look amazing.
I want to hear compliments from people, asking me what my secret tip is.
I want to love myself and be fucking happy in my body. Is that to much to ask?
you have worked HARD for this shit, and you’re just gonna give it up for a bag of fucking chips and a cookie? what do you want, fat thighs and a protruding stomach or collar bones and dainty thighs? get some fucking self control and stop eating your face off, skinny has to start somewhere.
Me: an apple?? No no hell no that is like 73 calories I will never be skinny
Also me: YEHHHOOO CHOCOLATE?! 1637181calories won’t ruin my progress just this once!
skinny girls are better
skinny girls are happier
skinny girls aren’t judged as much
skinny girls have the whole world at their petite finger tips
skinny girls are considered pristine, prim and beautiful
fat girls are considered disgustingly large pigs
fat girls are grubby and unlovable
now which do you want to be?
Your hip bones show a little more
Your arms look thinner
Your clothes a little looser
Your collar bones show a little more
Your thighs touch a little less
Your cheek and jaw bones look sharper
The scale shows a little less
Your stomach is a little flatter
i needed this
these are not monsters. there are no monsters here. these feel like love,
and when they creep inside you it’s like something once missing is finally coming home.
how could a monster make such pretty girls?
pretty girls, pretty skinny girls,
they look like everything that is wonderful about being alive, like vodka diet cokes and pictures of hip bones at the beach
and all i’ve eaten for the past three days are my own fingernails
and these monsters (not monsters) can make you pretty too
you’ll learn to make jokes about why you’re slicing the five strawberries you bought for lunch (and breakfast, and dinner)
into twenty-five pieces.
lifting morsels from the perfectly folded napkin with delicate crackling fingers to hesitant tongue
and when the jokes get too cumbersome and taste too much like nourishment, like letting go, like happiness,
learn to put an end to lunch, forget what it means and by the end of your last year in high school you’ll know every spot in the building
where no one will ask where you friends are and why you look so tired.
these monsters (not monsters) will share their secrets. you’ll learn that needle thin bones, when crushed into a fine paste
and stirred into the twenty glasses of water you were going to drink today
taste like lemonade
and you can have a sip for only the cost of the rest of your life spent worshipping the feeling of being hollow, searching up number and number
you, too, can spend the rest of the day smelling of what you just had to scrub off the bathroom floor
go, they’ll say, outstretching manicured hands, bottle cap wrists— memorize menus and the lies you could tell
spend hours at the grocery store counting
fifty
one hundred
two hundred
no more than three
or else suddenly your thighs begin to inflate like the balloons from all the birthday parties you couldn’t go to
you will learn to avoid celebration because celebration means food
you will spend christmas day fantasizing about burying your dissolving teeth into your knuckles until your heart stops.
the not-monsters will feed you your first cigarette and your second, and your tenth.
they will leave your once shiny hair in a clump on your pillowcase, just for you.
and when your body gets too weak, it starts to crumble, but where skin breaks skin sunflowers will grow.
an entire garden will force itself from your empty stomach billowing our your mouth and you’ll choke but you’ll be happy
because at least you’re not eating
you’ll decompose
until you cannot be differentiated from all the skeletons that have been living in your closet
don’t you wish you could shrink? don’t you wish you could have that control?
don’t you wish you could make your mom cry because she just doesn’t get why you’d do this
you’re smart but you just googled how many calories are in tooth paste
the pretty girls
pretty skinny girls
pretty dying girls
pretty dead girls
the parasite can be restrained but not destroyed. but no matter. it’s a beautiful thing to be made of porcelain.
the picture of your hip bones at the beach was worth it.
— Savannah Brown “Skinny Girls Bleed Flowers”
Right now it’s so hard but you have to keep going. It will be worth it in the end
1. Being the skinny friend
2. Instead of “you’re not fat”- “You’re skinny!”
3. “When was the last time you ate?”
4. Slimmer face. Think about the cheek bones.
5. Collarbones sticking out
6. Being picked up and “omg you’re so light”
7. “How did you do it”
8. People offering you food because “You need to eat”
9. Thigh gap while standing
10. Being able to fit into your old clothes
11. Be swimming is size small jumpers.
12. Being someones thinspo
13. Being the after photo.
14. Hipbones
15. Being able to count your ribs
16. So he loves you
17. Wear anything and look great
18. Wearing swimsuits and not covering yourself up.
19. Croptops
20. Twig legs in jeans
21. Working out in sport bras
22. Save money on food
23. Not being ashamed of the number on the scale
24. People wishing they had your body
25. Being dainty
26. Clear skin
27. Sitting on peoples laps
28. Piggybacks
29. Having confidence
30. To be underweight
31. Summer
32. Fall
33. Flat stomach
34. No chub rub
35. No fat rolls
36. Being able to have a cheat day but not worrying
37. Borrow friends clothes and saying “Sorry these are too big”
38. Grabbing the smallest size
39. Light as a feather
40. Little spoon
41. Being able to smile in the mirror
42. Not having a good side because they’re both your good side
43. Being fit.
44. Being able to walking up stairs without nearly dying
45. Skinny jeans
46. So you don’t jiggle
47. The compliments
48. Being healthy
49. Being happy
50. Being perfect
Feel free to add any x
- skinny -
i want to be skinny enough to have the imprint of my ribs on my clothes. i want the tiniest waist, so when i wear skirts, i may look as though i’ll snap in half, and i want narrow, sharp shoulders ending at hollow collarbones.
i want the light pain against my shoulder blades when i lean back in my chair because the bones jut out that much, they’re that cutting, and i want sloping cheekbones that could probably slice glass if i really wanted them to.
i want the smallest thighs, dainty and petite, with distance spanning far between them so when i cross my legs over one another, i barely take up any room on the chair, i’ll be forever surrounded by spare space, that’s how tiny i’ll be.
i want hip bones so defined that it hurts to lay down on my stomach, and hands so slender and nimble, you’d think they belonged to a child. i want wrists so small, you could wrap your fingers around them, and arms so thin, you’d think they were made of porcelain.
i want to marvel when the hunger hits, then laugh when i get so used to starvation, i no longer feel the pangs. i don’t want to be a healthy weight, i want to be all soft edged angles and bones, i want to seem fragile, and delicate, like snowflakes on a winter morning.
i want to be skinny. and i will be.
I will do it for myself
