I won’t stop…
Until my boyfriend actually worries about me instead of encourages me,
Until my friends and family notice just how much weight I’ve really lost,
Until none of my clothes fit and I’m forced to buy a whole new wardrobe,
Until my stomach is flat, my waist tiny, my fingers dainty,
Until I’m someone’s thinspo or body goals,
Until they say “You’re so skinny!” instead of “You’re not fat”,
Until they ask, “What’s your secret?”
Until they ask, “Do you even eat?”
Until I’m dead.



