Writing the emotions into exsistance
The burn on my lips from the pepperoni
The salty feeling growing like a plant in keen sunlight
Not this- not now. Why this?
Taking the things I love like picking pretty flowers from their comfort and home
Please don't do this
I know I'm fat- I know I need to lose weight but the sickening feeling in my stomach hurts- my lips are cracked and I'm cold constantly- I can't sleep I just want to stop all of this-
I want to eat it- I know that makes me fat
But I need it to survive
Don't make me do something I don't want to do
I want to eat
I want to..
YOU ARE READING
Diary? Idk..
RandomDon't read this if you are really sensitive or you know me.. idm if you read it just stay safe people This is just me describing my day with whatever's going on in my head
