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Hyena my sandwing oc. He lives in the scorpion den and has a genetic condition that makes him unable to gain weight easily. This paired with sandwings small appetite makes him very skinny.
Go read stars in her eyes, handpicked from the skies by swamplesbian on AO3
Sapphic Jayvik….heck yeah….
Webster: About a week ago, Lieb and I kissed .
Skinny: and?
Webster: . . .
Webster: I thought you'd be more surprised
Skinny: Oh sorry
Skinny: *in a shocked voiced* AND?
Doc Roe: I just want you to know that if you ever hurt Shifty, I will hunt you down.
Skinny: And do what?
Doc Roe: What?
Skinny: Hunt me down and do what?
Doc Roe: I will hunt you down, and… probably… explain how hurtful your actions were.
Roe, guiding Skinny to the Jeep after giving him morphine: Ok be careful. Don’t step in that foxhole.
Skinny: *staggering around*
Roe, pointing to the hole: To the left!
Skinny, mumbling in a daze: Take it back now y’all.
Roe, swerving him around it: Criss cross.
Skinny, about to pass out: Cha cha real smooth.
Roe, almost at the Jeep: Need to rest? Deep breaths. Hands on your knees, hands on your knees.
Skinny, literally unconscious: ...Get funky with it.
Help me lose weight
How do i start losing weight? I don’t eat or i just throw up but i can’t keep doing that since my bathroom doesn’t work so i can’t flush anything at home, and my mom feeds me a lot and at school i am so upset cuz i don’t eat buy seeing people eating makes me so hungry and i want to cry because i just want to be skinny and wear preety crop tops without feeling grossed out about myself.
I have had 334 calories today
Good lord please don't let me eat anymore today I will never reach my goal by Christmas if I eat more than this 👎
You look at me but see her. You touch my skin, but you feel her. You kiss my lips, but you think that your lips are touching hers. I’m not her. I’m not the perfectly thin girl you used to date. My stomach comes out to play most nights, but you don't know this yet. I’d rather not be picked up and spun around yet you do it anyway. I’m not her. Yet you still call me pretty, attractive, fit. I feel I am none of these things. You look at me, but you see this perfect image of what I wish I was. You look at me and see something I’m just not.
I’m not her
April 1st to now
