Looking at thinspo on my break because fuck working in a grocery store with a hot bar and smelling food cooking all day.

I hate the holidays. I hate how much food people eat during this particular holiday. I hate how much food I'm expected to eat at people's gatherings for this holiday. Its fucking gross and I gained a pound this week which makes me want to die.

This stupid boy makes me sad because I can never never have him and even if I by some miracle I do he's gonna worry about what I'm doing. I like my ribs, I like feeling them. Normal boys don't. I don't want to make him sad too.

Everything hurts today.