My Skinny Friend

lkaylinl:

I’m so sick of going to school and watching those cute guys give attention to my skinny friend.

I’m sick of people asking her if she even eats.

I’m sick of watching every move she makes, wishing that was me.

I’m sick of stepping on the scale and knowing I weigh more than her.

I’m sick of her XS clothes.

I’m sick of watching her eating and knowing she probably doesn’t even know what a calorie is.

I’m sick of people talking to her more than they do me.

I’m sick of everyone picking her up.

I’m sick of someone asking “who’s the lightest?” and watching everyone say her name.

I’m sick of not being her size.

I’m sick of not being skinnier than her.

But that’s okay.

The more water the faster the metabolism, the one cup of green tea a day is paying off, watching the pounds shed off knowing in at least 1 month I’ll be close to her weight. Knowing that when summer ends I will officially be skinnier than her. Knowing that I will be the skinniest girl in sophomore year. Knowing that I’ll be making the sames grades as her.

All of these thoughts keep me going.

I will be skinnier than her, I will.