blueskydarksoul

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Starve for the patriarchy

I want someone to control what i eat till i become so skinny

Running her life. Controlling every aspect of her and her body. What she eats, when she eats, how thin she is, when she works out, how much muscle she has, where that muscle is. What she wears, how she does her makeup, how much water she drinks, everything. I'll make her into the perfect little toy for me

Forced intox but it comes off so sweet and encouraging

“You can take another shot, right princess?” “Is your glass empty? Let me get you some more!” and subtlety pushing you past your limit. Then when I’m fuzzy headed and blurry visioned, you guide me into the bedroom. “I’m just gonna take care of you, okay baby girl?” And then taking your hands and removing my clothes. “Shhh, I got you. This is gonna feel good.” As you put me down on the bed and slide into me.

Thinking about how hot it would be for a man to control my diet. Tell me how pretty I could be if I lost weight. How lucky I am he fucks me looking the way I do.

For him to record all my food intake and make me workout (naked of course), telling me how sexy I could be if I keep it up.

When I start losing weight he brings over new friends, telling me they wouldn’t have fucked me before but I’m getting so much hotter. Getting me used to the attention until I’m a skinny waist huge tits bimbo like I was meant to be. Walking down the street wearing nothing because my body is a work of art to show off. He can do whatever he wants to me now because my body is his. He shaped it, it’s his property now 😛

I need a bf who'll help me with this dirt. Need to lose weight so badly

Diet tips for whores

dad who stxrves you all day just to force feed you shots at night so he can have his way with you >_< !!

Men fat shaming me and degrading my body makes me wet lol

girls who were raised to not talk to strangers who are now rubbing their clit frantically to perverts in their dms >>>

I want someone to make me worse! Make me get high and starve myself to be pretty for you, teach me my place and turn me into porn! It doesn't matter what I say, even if I cry, what matters is what you want to hurt me with! ❤️

Reblog if you’re a dumb tumblr sl*t with your hand rubbing yourself while you’re scrolling.

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the only useful kind of depression is the one that makes you lose your appetite

"dont talk to ana coaches, theyre just perverts that want to talk advantage of you!" promise?? pretty please?

I've always had this fantasy where someone owned me kept me locked up in a house and I could only eat whatever they give me, small amounts, cum mostly, forcing me to starve. I'd get rewarded anytime I lost some weight but if I'd be stuck or gained any, gave any attitude etc, I'd be punished, spankings, rough fucking tied up for a day or two. I'd never be allowed to wear more than underwear and a bra maybe not even that. Being shaped into the perfect girl body and attitude by my captor is just so hot. Everything controlled by them. Maybe I'd be allowed to go into public again once they deemed my body decent enough but they'd have me wear whatever they liked I'd have a vibrator in, maybe my ass would be plugged as well. Just everything little detail planned all by whoever kept me.

Hi I know it sounds like im a creep, but i saw one of the post you made about you needing someone to bully you into being skinny, and I was wondering if you'd still be interested. Cause personally I am so fed up with myself, and I hoped maybe we could support each other up? But yeaa.. Oh and please ignore this if you are a minor, cause i don't know your age and all

Hey! Don't worry I don't think you're a creep haha

I'm actually really bad at bullying other people but I'm up for trying to support each other?

Ps. I'm not a minor! I'm in my mid 20s :)

I feel that.

I'm a fatty that needs to be made to feel like shit so that I actually lose weight; I'm a failure that can't do it myself.

Need someone to manipulate me into ana n be harsh to me bully me into being skinny

You stare at the mirror and hate what you see, but you won’t do what it takes to change.

That’s not anyone’s fault but your own.

You can cry, you can complain, but none of that will save you from the body you’re trapped in.

You put yourself here—every bite, every excuse, every moment of weakness—it’s all on you.

And you know what it takes to fix it, but you’re too spineless to do it.

Do you think the body you want will magically appear if you keep giving in? It won’t.

Every bite you take is a betrayal of the life you could have, the version of yourself that you could be.

You’re throwing away the future you claim to want just because you couldn’t handle a little discomfort.

Stop lying to yourself. You’re not trying. Trying means sacrifice, and you refuse to make it.

So here’s the truth: you can have what you want, but not like this.

Not while you let food win.

Not while you keep breaking promises to yourself.

Sacrifice or stay ugly—it’s your choice. And right now, you’re choosing wrong.

You’re choosing failure. And if you keep this up, you’ll have no one to blame but yourself when you’re still looking at the same disgusting reflection tomorrow.

Best form of exercise to lose weight. Need a bf who calls me fat then fucks me tho

Low-key wanna have s3x just BC it burns cals...

You’re so pathetic. Look at yourself—every bite you take, every excuse you make, it’s proof you’re a failure.

Do you think people like you deserve to eat? They don’t. You don’t.

Every time you pick up a fork, you’re choosing to stay worthless. You’re choosing failure over progress, weakness over strength. And for what? A moment of comfort that you’ll hate yourself for afterward?

The hunger you feel? It’s what you deserve for letting yourself get like this in the first place.

It’s not punishment; it’s a reminder.

A reminder that you have work to do.

That you’re still not enough.

That you haven’t earned anything yet—not food, not pride, not the right to look at yourself without disgust.

Don’t you dare give in to your cravings. They don’t care about you. They just want to ruin you.

You’re not allowed to eat again until you’ve earned the right to exist in your own skin.

Not until you’ve suffered enough to make a difference.

The version of yourself you want isn’t built through comfort. She’s built through hunger, through pain, through sacrifice.

So do better.

Be better.

Because right now, you’re nothing. And if you give up again, that’s all you’ll ever be.