Me. Every. Day.
does anyone else’s brain constantly bounce between like 10 ed moods at once
like rn my mind is going:
“ok so if i eat exactly 700 cals every day for a month i’ll totally lose a bunch”
“maybe i’ll not count and just try to eat super clean and healthy”
“im just gonna fast for as long as possible”
“fuck it maybe i should try to recover”
“im a whale and eating is stupid”
like…..bitch make up your mind??
Listen.
I’m not trying to lose weight because I hate myself.
I actually love myself.
I *dont* love the way my body looks right now.
This *is* my self-love.
Eric King deserved better.
Raise your hand if you think we need more house of ashes fanfics 🖐
I just wanna read about my boy Eric y’all
TW:
Remember, queens - we’re not “fat pieces of shit”. We’re just fat. Love yourself 😌💅
Eric’s number 1 simp
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I TAKE IT BACK. THIS GAME IS BROKEN JSJDHFHDJSKALSKDJDHFHDJAKAKJ
Eric: I really think my friendship with Nick is improving. Yesterday he said, “Did you know a wiener dog is neither a wiener nor a dog?” And instead of saying “Shut up, Nick,” I said “Okay”.
Y/N: I’m Proud of you.
Nick: Whaddya call a fish with no eye?
Eric, without looking up: Myxine Circifrons
Nick:
Nick: Fsh