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I can see you Sneaking into the kitchen at midnight Turning on the light as if It is the only cure to your problems Just to waft through The shelves and shelves of self hatred I can see you Hiding behind a baggy t-shirt That is supposed to be baggier than it actually is I can see you Not wanting to get too close to anyone Because the way that their hands Traipse over the Mountains and lumps that are Your body Makes you feel all sorts of uncomfortable I can see you Because I am you I can see how we've lived our entire lives In fear Of ourselves People tell you that "It's just food" No. It is a comforting hand when no one is there It is a way to feel good and bad simultaneously It is a way to survive Only it would be a lot easier to survive If you didn't hate yourself whilst doing it Right?
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 9:39 AM UTC
For The Fat Girls Who Knew That Eating Disorders Were Never An Option
I can see you Sneaking into the kitchen at midnight Turning on the light as if It is the only cure to your problems Just to waft through The shelves and shelves of self hatred I can see you Hiding behind a baggy t-shirt That is supposed to be baggier than it actually is I can see you Not wanting to get too close to anyone Because the way that their hands Traipse over the Mountains and lumps that are Your body Makes you feel all sorts of uncomfortable I can see you Because I am you I can see how we've lived our entire lives In fear Of ourselves People tell you that "It's just food" No. It is a comforting hand when no one is there It is a way to feel good and bad simultaneously It is a way to survive Only it would be a lot easier to survive If you didn't hate yourself whilst doing it Right?
#freedom#girl#fat
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 9:39 AM UTC
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