“why yes, it is my time of the month” i roar as i grow fur all over my body. my limbs change shape. i transform into a wolf and howl at the moon and bound away into the woods
Cake or
collar bonesdry thinning hair??Pizza or
a thigh gapdry peeling skin??
Ice cream orhip bonesdull eyes??
Food ora nice bodydeath??
Think before youeatencourage others to throw their lives away by posting your pro-ana shit all over the internet where vulnerable naive teenagers can read and imitate your illness that you don’t even possess.Preach.