CIGS & BONES

Skinny could be skinnier. And bony could be bonier.

Pretty could be prettier. And happy could be happier.

This blog is dedicated to all things thin.

For those who live on cigarettes, coffee & tea.
For those who obsess over hip bones & thigh gaps.
For those who will stop at nothing for perfection.

You're not alone. Let this be your thinspiration.

Sorry that I randomly disappeared.

I went outta town with Ethan for Christmas.
We were all over the state basically.
Constant traveling.
Lots happened.
I’ll talk about it tomorrow.
I promise.
I’m just exhausted at the moment.
And fat.
I think I’m fasting tomorrow.
I’ve never felt so disgusting.
I binged for 4 days straight.
Bad girl.

I love and miss all you pretty babies.
I hope you had great holiday weekends! 

Oh and here is a picture of my fucking fat ass thigh. I looked down and found fucking stretch ass marks today while I was sitting indian style.
I am disgusting and gross.

Oh and here is a picture of my fucking fat ass thigh.
I looked down and found fucking stretch ass marks today while I was sitting indian style.

I am disgusting and gross.

Just took 4 vicodin. It’s fine.

I love fighting with my boyfriend on our 1 year¬†anniversary, He’s ignoring me, I’m having a panic attack while crying my brains out. How romantic.

Thank god I have Hallie and her amazing guitarist of a cousin to serenade me to some acoustic John Mayer covers as I fall asleep.

I would die without her.