the difference between human and animal

please compare to the pictures below…

so can u see a baby in this pic?

what on earth is goin on, poor little girl

i’m sure that baby couldn’t breath at all.

this is the cruelest thing i have ever seen.

so, do you guys spot the difference?? these pictures makes me questioning,

“what could ever be more disgusting than a human race?”

an animal? a slimy edible snail? the canibal tiger? at least they still have a heart for their childs.

as you can see i am dying to get thin.

look at them. they’re all amazingly thin and they’re awesome.

and look at me.

not so fat eh? but not so thin too. hahahahhaa..

well, i just want to share my story bout my obssession of being thin.. i was so fat in the 2005-2007. it’s actually when i was on junior high school. then i went to high school, idk how or why, i lost my weight for bout 11 kilos. feels like its still not enough for me, then i go diet and lost 2 kilos more. ever since i lost 13 kilos, i still feel like im such a fat ass. all i do is diet, diet and diet. im not so obsessed of being a model. but im surely obsessed with their body.

days through days, times through times, im stuck on the number 53. i wish i could reach 48 at least. then i stop eating twice a day. i only eat once. i dont do dinner neither breakfast. i even fasting to help me to lose some weight.  everyday at class, im sleepy. im hardly think or study. i easily forgot things. and headache is my bf. im so limp.

somehow, i want to eat more than once a day. i want burgers, i want cokes, i want cookies, i want cakes… i even want frappucino cream extra caramel. these things are haunting me. and when i eat some of these, i feel guilty. i feel like im killing my self. and thats creepy. that is the creepest feeling i ever felt. i feel like a big, fat, poor piggy.

but everything in this world always had something to pay for. i reaped what i’ve been planting. i got gastritis. my stomach hurt. and i puked 3 times a day. every food that came in will come out from my mouth. i puke a lot.

i am a pathetic sick young lady.

and i come to one conclusion. the difference between pleasure and happy is in a very thin line. i’d be pleasure to be thin. but i guess, im not going to be happy ’cause i cant eat things i want. and i’d be so happy if i can eat all the things i want. but im going to gain weight and won’t be pleasure anymore. my obssession of being skinny is just a simple sample. in your life, you’ll have to deal with things that bigger than just a body problem. who cares about how a body look like when they feel happy?

life is about choices. so, make your choice wisely.

xoxo