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spinach has blown down my neck and drifted gently under my ribs *(i'm the salad fork carefully rolling coffee beans in drippy melted warm dark chocolate)* i'm hungry but not in the way where my stomach growls in the way where i want to cry but i've got to keep my $20 teeth fresh and minty at all times the mirror is broken cracked in so many places i'm more jagged lines than person a mosaic of pieces that don't match and parts i don't like the truth is i am flawed and i will always be flawed and i may never stop looking in a broken mirror wishing to smash my body on its sharpest edges but i'm slipping into a comatose state of control and loathing *(the more dead i get the more alive i look)* when will i snap out of this when will i snap out of this *(I DON'T WANT TO SNAP OUT OF THIS I DON'T WANT TO SNAP OUT OF THIS)* stir the greens rip the chicken orange stings the minty sores chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew swallow take a bite leave a bite too much too little still hungry always hungry but it will all feel better another ten pounds down
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 9:57 PM UTC
another 10lbs
spinach has blown down my neck and drifted gently under my ribs *(i'm the salad fork carefully rolling coffee beans in drippy melted warm dark chocolate)* i'm hungry but not in the way where my stomach growls in the way where i want to cry but i've got to keep my $20 teeth fresh and minty at all times the mirror is broken cracked in so many places i'm more jagged lines than person a mosaic of pieces that don't match and parts i don't like the truth is i am flawed and i will always be flawed and i may never stop looking in a broken mirror wishing to smash my body on its sharpest edges but i'm slipping into a comatose state of control and loathing *(the more dead i get the more alive i look)* when will i snap out of this when will i snap out of this *(I DON'T WANT TO SNAP OUT OF THIS I DON'T WANT TO SNAP OUT OF THIS)* stir the greens rip the chicken orange stings the minty sores chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew chew swallow take a bite leave a bite too much too little still hungry always hungry but it will all feel better another ten pounds down
Copyright 6/3/17 by B. E. McComb
#hungry#selfhate#dieting
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be-mccomb
25/F
Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 9:57 PM UTC
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