“I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill.”
— Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls
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Another reason to be thin…
One of these days I’m going to leave the small town I grew up in and I’m going to see the world. And when I do, I refuse to be the stereotypical fat American. I want to hike in the Bavarian Alps and see those funny guards in London. I want to try fresh hummus from a small shop in Lebanon and play dress-up Harajuku-style in Tokyo. I want to run a marathon along the Great Wall and see snow up to my knees in Greenland. Hell, I want to smoke pot in Amsterdam, get drunk under a strange sky, fall in love for a night with someone I barely understand, and feel free for once in my life. When I do travel, I want to go with just the clothes on my back and a well stocked backpack. Smaller people look better in everything, so I will be able to pack less and see more. Thin is beautiful, everywhere, and maybe I’ll actually find a place where I feel like I belong.
imagine thin little legs sitting in big chairs with feet together & thighs apart, your fragile & tiny hands gripping carefully onto a mug of hot chocolate, imagine clear skin & cozy, giant sweaters- imagine being skinny for fall.
“I am both worse and better than you thought.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath