117.8
I was so fucking close. I was 113. I’ve never been 113. Then I came home and hung out with people and went out and fucked it all up. Square one, again. Hooray. -___- -never going out again -never hanging out with people again -I’m better alone. -workouts and 500 cals a day for a week. Fuck. My. Life.
(Source: chunkytohealthy, via starve-it)
I don’t exactly know how I feel about this yet.
Partially flattered that he thinks i’m attractive enough to be some kind of arm candy.
And partially disgusted because I feel like an escort. LOL.
(Source: kaytemeowzz, via labelleluciole-deactivated20111)
(Source: e-m-p-t-y-s-e-t, via ohsothin11)
(Source: damonsalvatorswhore, via skinnierdesire)
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