I need to be skinny. Right now. I hate myself for being so fatfatfat, MAKE IT STOP. I'm constantly rubbing the scars on my arms as if somehow I could just rub away the fat and muscle and finally see the bones. I need that.
Pulling out my hair. Trying not to cry. No one here knows, I'm a master of deceit and putting on a happy facade. But I'm exhausted, cracking slowly....
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I wish I had the words to make you see how beautiful you are.
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