'Why?'. You want to know 'Why?'.
Step into a tanning booth & fry yourself for two or three days. After your skin boils and peels off, roll in coarse salt, then pull on long underwear spun from glass and razor wire. over that goes your regular clothes as long as they are tight.
Smoke gunpowder & go to school to jump through hoops, sit up & beg & roll over on command. Listen to the whispers that curl into your head at night, calling you ugly & fat & stupid & bitch & whore & worst of all 'A Disappointment'. Puke & starve & cut & drink because you don't want to feel any of this. Puke & starve & cut & drink because you need an anaesthetic & it works. For a while. But then the anaesthetic turns to poison & by then it's too late because you are mainlining it now, straight into your soul. It is rotting you & you can't stop.
Look in the mirror & find a ghost. Hear every heart beat scream that every single thing is wrong with you.
'Why?' is the wrong question.
Ask 'Why Not?'.
-Wintergirls, Laurie Halse Anderson
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Suicidal/Anorexic Quotes/Poems
Non-FictionHi. I have either found these quotes here on WattPad, books I've read the Internet or are my own. Some may be mine and I will state the author if I know who it is as credit goes to where credit is due.
