you’ve been visited by the weightloss fairy! 🧚🏼♀️
reblog to lose 15 pounds by the end of the month. ☺️
my blog is not pro ana/ed
i repeat, my blog is not pro ana/ed!!
what i post and reblog is to cope with my own ed, and is in no way meant to affect other people negatively

~ Low Cal Paella Recipe ~
260 calories | 25g Protein | 7g Fat | 25g Carbs
Time needed: 60 minutes

~ LOW CAL | Cheese Zucchini Pasta Recipe ~
Time needed: 20 minutes
Calories: 64 calories
What you need:
~ 1 Zucchini
~ 1 tsp oil
~ 1 tbsp grated cheese
~ Salt, pepper, garlic powder
How to:
1. Slice the zucchini in thin
slices or into ‘pasta’ and fry in a bit of oil.2. Season it with salt, garlic powder and
pepper and put the lid on.3. After five minutes add the
cheese and let it fry until the cheese is melted. Decorate it with a few italian herbs if you want.Tip: You can also make zucchini pasta in tomato sauce or in every sauce you would like, it saves a lot of calories and carbs!
Bon appétit! ♥
Reblog if…
- You’re in high school
- You’re 15+
- You’re struggling with an eating disorder
- You’re an active ed account
- You’re pro recovery
You don’t have to meet all of them, but I’ll follow everyone who reblogs 🙂
!!
Concerned about my younger followers!(all of my followers, really) I hate that you even follow me or deal with any of this stuff that we’re dealing with but please please PLEASE be careful and eat something today and STAY ALIVE! I know this isn’t an easy thing to deal with but i think so much about you guys especially when I talk to you and I’m just super worried that one day one of you are going to take it too far and that scares the shit out of me. I care so much ab you guys. I love you. Be careful.
this. this. this.
Reblog if you’re
If you’re above 14 under 19
Your gw is 115lbs or less
You need to lose weight by august
Following all 💞
me: wow I’m fat
me: maybe I look ok
me: I AM PERFECT THE WAY I AM
me: I’m fucking disgusting I’m losing weight now
me: I am more than just my weight!
me: who the fuck cares about anything
me: I AM SO FAT.
me: idk curves are beautiful i am beautiful
me: i hate myself
Repeat 3000 times a day.
happy ask list for when you’re sad:
sunflower: if there was a door that went to a city that was a good representation of you, what city would it be and would you go through the door?
pink: sunsets or sunrises?
freshly cut grass: are you an early riser? if not, is this because you stay up late?
journal: would you dye your hair if you had the opportunity? why or why not?
painting: in what ways are you creative?
waves: is there one music genre you can’t listen to?
writing: do you write letters? if not, would you like to be?
waterfalls: describe your perfect date.
freckles: what’s something that makes you happy? describe the first thing that comes to your head.
dimples: would you rather be inviting on a hike or a night out?
blushing: describe a rad person you know.
watercolour: talk about something someone you are interested in can do that never fails to make you find them attractive?
pine: if you could only smell one scent for the rest of your life, what would it be?
pink eyeshadow: pasta or pizza?
icy: homemade or takeout?
rosè: what’s your opinion on shyness?
clouds: list your top 5 songs at the moment and how they make you feel
silk: list songs you listen to for a jam
white sheets: where’s somewhere you would love to travel to? why?
black nail polish: what do you do to pamper yourself?
hidden beaches: do you prefer to hang out in a big group or one on one?
crossed fingers: using no negative words, describe your hair.
mocktails: cold weather or hot weather?
My Skinny Friend
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.