maybe a sketchblog

courtesan:

xcomeonskinnylove:

selfinspiration:

• Think of that one guy you see in your dreams, the one guy who gets you hot. Don’t you want him to be able to pick you up and kiss your neck, without falling over or accidentally dropping you because you’re too heavy? Boyfriends, celeb crushes, or that hot guy on the treadmill behind you. He is sexy, and if you stop now, you won’t be the kind of sexy you want to be for him.
• Dumb bitches. Yeah, that one whore came into your head immediately. The one who took your guy, the one who calls you names, the one who just gives off this horrible vibe of evil. You are already better than her, but her stupid little mind is too shallow to see that unless you’re the perfect size.
• Don’t be a statistic. Like, what, some huge percentage of America and the world is overweight. That’s beyond embarrassing. Don’t be one of those people. Go against the flow.
• Take a magazine with you to the gym. Seventeen, Teen Vogue, Cosmo Girl. Study the advertisements, even the new fashion examples. The girls are tiny, because they’re models. Keep this thought in your head: That could be me.
• Music may seem like a cliche, but it helps. Make a playlist of songs that remind you of why you’re doing this. I prefer to listen to music that makes me angry, mixed with songs that remind me of particularly upsetting points in my life. A lot of love songs make me mad, because they remind me of boys. We’ll just make them sorry they missed out.
• You are incredible. You know it, I know it, Tumblr knows it. Prove it others by losing all this weight, by being prettier than they thought you could ever be. Isn’t nice to do the things people swore you could not do? I don’t know about anyone else, but proving people wrong is one of my greatest joys in life.

holy shit, are you serious god what the fuck

what is this bullshit