#rex

SPACEBALL RICOCHET" "I'm just a man I understand the wind And all the things that make the children cry With my Les Paul I know I'm small But I enjoy living anyway Book after book I get hooked everytime The writer talks to me like a friend What can I do We just live in a zoo All I do is play the spaceball ricochet Deep in my heart There's a house That can hold just about all of you I bought a car It was old but kind I gave it my mind and it disappeared I love a girl She is a changeless angel She's a city it's a pity that I'm like me I said how can I lay When all I do is play The spaceball ricochet I'm just a man I understand the wind And all the things that make the children cry With my Les Paul I know I'm small But I enjoy living anyway, yes too Deep in my heart There's a house That can hold just about all of you How can I lay When all I do is play The spaceball ricochet Oh Baby, the spaceball ricochet Oh Mama, the spaceball Oh, do the spaceball ... ↗

— Marc Bolan

#t-rex #love

The story with anorexic girls - nobody works with anorexic girls. That has nothing to do with fashion. ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#fashion #nobody #nothing #story #works

There are less than 1 per cent of anorexic girls, but there more than 30 per cent of girls in France - I don't know about England - that are much, much overweight. And it is much more dangerous and very bad for the health. ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#anorexic #bad #cent #dangerous #england

I've experienced the tabloids when I had anorexia. ↗

— Tracey Gold

#experienced #had #i #tabloids

As a teen, I was both anorexic and bulimic. ↗

— Alanis Morissette

#both #i #teen

Starlets were always turning up dead in people's pools. They fished them out like goldfish. Nobody seemed to find it unusual that so many young, beautiful women wanted to die. ↗

— Jonathan Rosen

#beauty #beauty

Kessa ran her fingers over her stomach. Flat. But was it flat enough? Not quite. She still had some way to go. Just to be safe, she told herself. Still, it was nice the way her pelvic bones rose like sharp hills on either side of her stomach. I love bones. Bones are beautiful. ↗

— Steven Levenkron

#beautiful #bones #eating-disorder #mental-illness #skinny

It’s time to serve my Master.” He says, pointing at some steamy thing in the distance. If his master is some type of steam, all I gotta do is get a vacuum and sweep his ass up. ↗

— Nandanie Phalgoo

#rex #the-avenging #courage

I wanted to kill the me underneath. That fact haunted my days and nights. When you realize you hate yourself so much, when you realize that you cannot stand who you are, and this deep spite has been the motivation behind your behavior for many years, your brain can’t quite deal with it. It will try very hard to avoid that realization; it will try, in a last-ditch effort to keep your remaining parts alive, to remake the rest of you. This is, I believe, different from the suicidal wish of those who are in so much pain that death feels like relief, different from the suicide I would later attempt, trying to escape that pain. This is a wish to murder yourself; the connotation of kill is too mild. This is a belief that you deserve slow torture, violent death. ↗

— Marya Hornbacher

#self-hatred #death

[Eating disorders] are a wonderful tool for helping you reject others before they can reject you. Example: You're at a party. The popular girls are there. You know you can never be as cool as they are, but when one of the pops a potato chip into her mouth or chooses real Coke over Diet, for that moment you are better ↗

— Stacy Pershall

#rejection #diet