Tip-toeing ‘round the butter Her light feet flutter The thick fat oozing Urging the...
Scared of waking Scared of decision making Scared of talking Scared of looking ...
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I have been terribly cruel to my body Maybe because I’ve learnt from others Children imitate...
Society is killing its own children Like placing nooses around their necks Humanity torturing...
Truly a harbinger of doom, when girls talk in the locker room amidst the smell of perfume...
Pigs exist solely for slaughter But even a pig can become a princess If you can fit into the...
I’ve got little weight on my hips And little lies on my lips Who know if the perfect human...
I told myself that i wasn't going to let it get this far But here i am laying in a hospital bed...
What do I value? is it the witty conversation you deliver? Is it the detached way you smoke...
A broken girl trying to find an escape, By searching for control, By starving herself....
She stares at the ceiling, six, seven, nine, wishing she hadn't drinkn' that wine. ...
“They only come out at night” they said I check the wardrobe then under the bed Eyes pinned...
Above title attests how mine mundane mein kampf flush with adventure overflowing excitement....
She fiddles with her food using her fork as she chews over and over on a piece of pork..this meat tastes...
My body, lies to me. I can't take, this cruelty. The mirror, it shows my...
When I got thin in ninth grade People congratulated me They told me how great I looked...