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Sep 2016
Eat
YOU BURN YOUR TONGUE AND TAPE YOUR MOUTH SHUT TRYING TO KEEP THE CALORIES OUT AND AFTER YOUR FIRST NICE MEAL IN A WHILE YOU SPEND THE NEXT HALF HOUR TRYING TO TOSS IT BACK UP AND BETWEEN THE EATING TOO LITTLE AND THE EATING TOO MUCH YOU PUSH YOUR THIGHS APART SO THE FAT DOESNT TOUCH. LOOSE THE TENDER PIECE ON YOUR BELLY BUT KEEP PULLING AT THE SKIN. YOU TURN YOUR RIB CAGE RED CLAWING AT IT LIKE THAT. LATER AT NIGHT WHEN THE WHOLE HOUSE IS ASLEEP, YOU LINE YOUR NAKED BODY UP WITH THE MIRROR SO YOU CAN WEEP AND -RAGE ABOUT IT SOME MORE. ALWAYS BEEN SUCH A ******* EYE SORE! GOT A ROTTEN CORE LIKE ALL THE FOOD HIDDEN IN YOUR DRAWERS.
ALWAYS BEEN SUCH A ******* EYE SORE!
ALWAYS BEEN SUCH A ******* EYE SORE!
Maia Vasconez
Written by
Maia Vasconez  Oregon
(Oregon)   
259
   CNM
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