Legs

Legs. My dad's been telling me that my thighs shouldn't touch when I walk.

I don't want my thighs to touch.

Look at those legs.

I just wanna be small.

Arms, legs, flat tummy.

J.P. used to tell me over and over to eat, one bite at a time.

Now, when I want to lose weight, she just...let's it go.

I know I shouldn't post twice, but here is another one.

Mainly thinspo.

Legs.

I love them.

Those tiny legs.

Tiny.

Beautiful.

I want them.