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The problem isn’t ‘my stomach rumbling’ the problem is my brain 24/7 screaming NUTELLA SKINNY BREAD bREAD FOODNUTELLA SKINNY MAC N C H E E S E like my stomach is fine I just have a literal pig that lives in my head.

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And the pendulum keeps on swingin

the two genders are “i no longer wish to be perceived” and “i have to be the most fuckable person at the grocery store”

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Me: *eats pizza without a second thought*

Also me: wow this protein bar has 100 calories that’s too much man no thanks

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me every second of every day: 

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Even when brain go beeeeep, this still made me exhale through my nose in appreciation

ed tumblr? you mean

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hehe whuuuuuut?

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Me: I'm going to fast for 48 hours and lose 5 pounds and-

Me 5 minutes later:

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me logging onto tumblr and seeing people actually restrict and lose weight while i am a fatass and binge every day:

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okay you know that scan/photo of a teen girl’s diary entry that goes like “wore yellow dress today. chris keeps trying to talk to me even though he KNOWS i’m not interested! ugh! man landed on moon.” anyway that’s the mood

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Me - pees

My body 5 minutes later -

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me: *steps on scale*

*same number as yesterday pops up*

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sometimes I wanna reply “bitch me too” to my mutuals posts but I’ve never talked 2 them so they might not see it as friendly joking so i just dont

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A mood.

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I think we’re all entitled to a little substance abuse in times of great strife