Rhi 5'1"SW:175 CW:175GW1:150 GW2:135 GW3:115 GW4:110 GW5:99 UW:90
❌themed thinspo: thigh highs ❌
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❄️Christmas List ❄️
💕To make it to my first goal weight of 150 lb
💕Thinner arms
💕Thinner ankles and legs
💕Small waist
💕Flatter tummy
💕To get lots of new small cute clothes that fit me better
💕To go down a cup size or two in my chest, but id like to still have or keep some of my butt
💕To have thin dainty hands that grasp a warm cup of tea
💕To be able to curl up with my legs against my chest
💕To wear cute VS holiday themed onsies
💕Being happy with me in all the holiday photos that will be taken
💕My boyfriend constantly holding me cause I’m so cold all the time
💕To have some of my clothing presents be to big because they got it in my old size
💕My family being amazed at how much weight ive lost
💕Wearing cute Christmas themed dresses
- your collar bones will so cute in bras and tank tops
- your legs will naturally look more toned without having to work out
- you can borrow clothes from anyone no problem, they’ll always fit because you’re so small
- trying on clothes in the store isn’t embarrassing, its fun now
- youll look so elegant when you dance
- when you drink coffee it will actually work better because there’s less fat to distribute it to
- your skin clears up because you arent eating trashy foods
- people will worry about you and cater to you
- boys (or whomever you’re attracted to) will want ro protect you and hold you
- no more swaying flab on your upper arms when you wave!
- the less you eat over time, the less hungry you will grow to be
- youll have more money saved up to buy cute clothes or books or knick knacks instead of food
- you can sleep at night without hating yourself
Imagine your tiny little waist. Fitting your hands around your stomach and struggling to find jeans tight enough to stay up.
Imagine your thighs. Not touching for days until you finally cross your legs. Imagine forgetting the feeling of your thighs touching eachother.
Imagine your shins being unable to hold up socks. Knee highs gliding over your legs and lower thighs without touching an ounce of fat.
Imagine your hip bones. Not only being visable, but being the largest part of your torso. Wearing skin tight dresses that don’t come out at the stomach, but rather the two bones that causes every other persons heart to break in envy.
Imagine your arms. Fitting one hand, finger to finger, around the largest part of them. Wearing tight, long sleeved shirts that look like they must be a men’s size large from how baggy they look on you.
Imagine your dainty hands. Long, slim fingers with delicate wrists to match. How graceful they will look, instead of like sausage rolls, when you type and fiddle.
Imagine your back and collar bones. Finally free from all the fat you’ve had to carry. Being able to feel the sunlight inside your bones, being able to count every bone with ease.
Finally, imagine your face. Imagine high and sharp cheekbones that you used to suck your cheeks in pretending to have. Imagine your jawline, your big eyes, and your tiny nose.
Now ask yourself again if you really want to eat.
i literally can’t wait to be skinny. it’ll be so fun to be able to choose any clothes i want and not have to worry and to be able to wear crazy clothes and not give a damn because i look great in everything. it’ll be so great to be able to wear just a little bit of makeup because i’m naturally pretty. it’ll be even better to not give a fuck and finally feel happy with myself
I wear clothes that make me look good, when im skinny i’ll make my clothes look good
do it for the time you wanted to wear that outfit and she said “clothes like that just aren’t made for people like you”
do it for the time that you were shopping and she said “you’ll look good if you shop for clothes made for your body type”
do it for all the times you’ve gone up for seconds and they’ve looked you up and down and said “haven’t you had enough?”
do it for all the times they’ve looked at your sister and gone “omg, you’re so slim, eat a sandwich!” and you wished they were talking to you
do it for all the times they’ve complimented your skinny friends and then looked at you and sheepishly added “oh, and you look good too”
do it for all the times they’ve looked at you and asked “aren’t those too tight for you?”
do it for all the times you’ve hated what you saw in the mirror
do it to finally know what all you skinny friends feel like
do it to not be an afterthought
do it to finally be able to love yourself
this hit me hard
