So. My boyfriend found this blog. Well, I always knew that he knew about it, but he confronted me. I’ve always known how unhealthy this blog and atmosphere was, but the fact that it was upsetting him so much convinced me even further. I offered to delete this Tumblr. However, I can’t simply leave you guys behind, so I’m creating a “moderation” blog.
I had a personal blog (madisonhelen.tumblr.com), but it was such a façade. I was too afraid to post anything personal, so I’d just reblog memes and Harry Potter pictures.
Soon, I grew to dislike the people I followed and the blog I was producing. This blog is the other extreme. I was simply whining and wading in self-pity. So, in my new blog, I’ll be posting some thinspo, some journal entries, some stupid/funny shit, some artsy/hipster pictures, and whatever else I may want. I don’t need to be embarrassed about anything because it’s all part of me.
If you guys want to follow me on my new blog, I’d be honored. I’ll be following some of you guys, but if you follow me and I don’t follow back, don’t be offended. It just simply means that the things you post may not be the best for me at the time.
So, my new url is:
http://trappedintheamberofthemoment.tumblr.com/
Stay lovely.
So, I have all of next week off. I’d like to the do the Russian Gymnast diet on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. On Monday, my boyfriend and I are going to Panera, so that day’s out.
I’m also on my period, so I don’t know how long that’ll last.
I just read that while on your period, your body needs an additional 30% of its caloric needs. I don’t know how legit this is, but I ate some Kashi because of it.
I feel yucky. Time for leg lifts.
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Mid-1980’s Molly Ringwald was so hot <3
This guy used to call me Molly because he thought I looked like her. Such a compliment.
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What do I want most?
Not skinny or pretty or even happy.
I think what I want the most is a best friend I can do absolutely anything with. Someone I can call at 2 am when I’m having a breakdown. Someone who wouldn’t care if I showed up at their house unexpected, and let myself in. Someone I feel truly comfortable with, and someone I know actually likes me.
The last time I had someone like that was in grade 6, and now we don’t even acknowledge each other any more.
I miss feeling loved and wanted.
I had this. Then, she moved on. I hate her, but I love her. I don’t know. She’s always been better than me. It was only a matter of time.
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Breakfast:
Rice cake w/ peanut butter and raspberries (155)
A spot of coconut coffee creamer (45)
Lunch:
Candycane (45)
Rice cake (50)
1/4 cup of craisens (98)
Soy yogurt (160)
Fruit (—)
Snack:
Four triscuits (80)
One cookie (140)
Some chips and guacamole (190)
Dinner:
Vegan pot pie (360)
Total: 1323
I’m disgusting.
Tomorrow it’s:
Rice cake w/ peanut butter and raspberries (155)
Less creamer (30)
Rice cake and 10 almonds (110)
Banana (70)
Other fruit (—)
Probably a starbucks after school before my hair appointment (230-280)
Some sort of vegan thing for dinner (200-400)
If I skip out on the Starbucks or have a smaller meal for dinner, I can have a cookie, but that’s it.
I went to Whole Foods and got a dangerous amount of yummy vegan foods, including amazing peanut butter and chocolate cookies that rack in at 140 calories each. Fuck me.
I’m really tempted to eat some Kashi cereal. Should I or should I not?
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