We are not eating disorders and razorblades. We are not diagnoses and problems. We are daughters and crushes and best friends and siblings. We have futures, we have dreams. We fall in love, we laugh, we do stupid things. We go skinny dipping, we get drunk, we write poetry. We read books. We go to school. We are in the lives of everyone around us, and most of them do not know us as counted calories and vertical lines on our wrists. They know us as all of the other things.
“I will be thin and pure like a glass cup. Empty. Pure as light. Music. I move my hands over my body - my shoulders, my collarbone, my rib cage, my hip bones like part of an animal skull, my small thighs. In the mirror my face is pale and my eyes look bruised. My hair is pale and thin and the light comes through. I could be a lot younger than seventeen. I could be a child still, untouched.”—from Francesca Lia Block’s The Hanged Man (via fuckyeahthinspoquotes) (via justwatchmedisappear) (via icanbepure)
So let's go over my favorite foods' caloric counts, shall we?
I’ve been obsessed with looking up nutrition facts for the foods I love to eat. I’m going to compile them here to look at all in once place later, and to remind myself that I can’t have them because of their immense caloric counts. No wonder I’m so fat.
Panera Bread: Bacon Turkey Bravo (half, no tomatoes) = 410 cal. Greek Salad (half, no tomatoes, cini, onions or olives) = 160 cal.