The date and time it is minus December 29th, 1991 at approximately seven o'clock in the morning equals my age.
I have a wonderful boyfriend named Jeff who is my everything.
I have an obsession with Marilyn Manson, Motionless in White, astronomy, science in general, and Stephen Hawking.
I am a physics major, astronomy minor, and I play the piano.
I love heavy metal.
I'll beat you in chess.
My personality type is INTJ.
I'm a raw vegan and I don't have a religion.
I am very misanthropic.
I'm chronically anorexic.
I would waste time telling you about who I am, yet I'd rather you find out by yourself.
Here’s a word of advice. Go to the people who are getting the results and living the life that you want to get and lead. Never trust anyone who can’t provide you with cold hard evidence. You wouldn’t trust a fat motherfucker with diabetes, heart issues, who can’t run a goddamn mile without stoping, and sleeping issues to give you advice on how to live your life and treat your body, now would you? Always be skeptical, and search for truth. Not for what makes Mr. or Mrs. Brain feel better. It’s ALWAYS better to be punched in the face with the truth and learn how to handle the punches than to be caressed and hugged by a sweet sounding lie. If you’re ashamed of your lifestyle and you don’t like how you’re feeling, that’s your fault! Not anyone else’s! If you don’t do anything to change it or improve it, then you have no right to bitch and complain and I’m not going to feel sorry for you. You’re victimizing yourself. Don’t even try to lie and act like it’s the world or “society” that’s victimizing you.
And most of all, people, GROW THE FUCK UP!
Awesome. Really fucking awesome. I love working so hard to accomplish a goal that I’ve wanted to accomplish since I was approximately 9 or 10 just to have people tell me that it’s wrong, selfish, egotistical, unhealthy, and vain, and then bitch to me about how I’m killing myself. Meanwhile, I have other people telling me how beautiful and skinny I am and how they envy my body, willpower, and determination. This makes me question what side of the coin is correct. Most of the times, I think the second side is and that the first side is just jealous that they don’t fit into the “club” of the very few in this country who can control what they put into their fucking mouths and who can control every aspect of their own bodies. Not on topic, but I’m getting fucking sick of people who vent to me about their self esteem issues and expect me to give them emotional support instead of brutal honesty. I used to have terrible self esteem. Know what didn’t help me? People who tried to stupidly comfort me by saying “You’re perfect the way you are.” Know what did help me? Fucking facing the reality of the situation and fixing the problem! Just like anything in life, to achieve high self esteem, you need to work hard at it! Stop being so fucking lazy and weak people! Moreover, I’m getting sick of the people who say to me “If you think you’re fat, you must think I’m huge!” Well, for one, I don’t think I’m fat. I just feel I always have room for improvement and to lose a bit of weight. For two, I think anyone who has a bmi of over approximately 17 is fat. I find answering that implied question is a huge waste of my fucking time because you should already know the answer and I don’t feel like lying to you and saying “No. You look fine.” when I don’t actually think that. Anyways, this has been a morning venting session. That’s all I have to say. Bye.
And if people think I’m being a bitch for being brutally honest about how I feel, then I guess so be it. At least I’m not being fake.
Ignore my face or my ridiculous white bra, but this is what abs look like and this is what a BMI of 16.7 looks like.
To be completely honest, I don’t. You don’t live in my body. I do, and I am in love with it. My body is the only thing I truly own and can do whatever I want with, so if I want to be a scrawny little bitch who has no curves, that’s my decision and my business. People think it’s rude to tell an overweight person that they are fat and should lose weight, yet they seem to have no problem telling me that my body is ugly and I should gain it. Hypocritical much? I don’t want the ugly “soft” and “inviting” curves of a woman on my body because I’m not a soft and inviting person. I’m not comfortable or happy with being soft and inviting. It’s just not me. So, saying I should look a certain way to please someone or to be more “acceptable” is like insulting me as a whole. I am not just a brain inside of a body. I am a body. I am the entire thing. So, if you don’t like the entirety that is me, that’s fine. I don’t really care. You’re free to have whatever opinion of me that you want, but don’t expect me to give a fuck or change the entirety of my being just for the likes of anyone on the face of this planet or just to please you or your eyes.
Yeah, okay, veganism doesn’t work… right…
I don’t know how to photoshop, I only work out like 2 days a week at the most, I eat, for the most part, all that I want, I have all of my nutrients, and I get enough protein.
I don’t care how arrogant this is going to be, but I seriously fucking love my body. It’s amazing.
It is also what I find to be the most beautiful. I love bone structure. The more I can see of it, the better.
I’m 5’7” and right now, I weigh 107.0 pounds and I have abs…. yeah… peanut butter makes you fat… suuuureeee. ;-)
Eating dairy, meat, eggs, and processed chemicals makes you fat. Eating natural plant based body that is easily recognizable to the human body, is easy to digest, and has easily absorbable nutrients leaves you skinny and healthy.