Ana whispers in my ear every morning reminding me I'm nothing and I'm fat and worthless.
Mia reminds me every night that I should purge and starve myself the next day for the rest of my
Life.
Pari tells me that I will never make the day to see myself
Perfect.
Skinny.
Flawless.
So as long as I keep starving,
As long as I keep a good balanced workout and diet,
I'll be happy.
Like those people say
Hunger hurts
But starving works.
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Loud Pøetry Spilled From The Quiet Soul
PoetryAll of these are mine. Not the Internet. Trigger warning. (Self mutilation, depression, anorexia, etc....) And my apologies if they aren't even slow to Bukowski or Anything....I just wanted to try
