And it seems like your lips whisper... passing along your ideas on my "health"
Can you understand the way I cringe... the way my stomach rolls and screams... when you try to force your "Good Intentions", down my throat?
I don't understand the way you think. I just want to be beautiful. I just want to be adored. I just want to perfect.
...Is that so wrong?
WELL
For your information, I think being thin is beautiful. I believe hip bones, ribs, spines... they are meant to be shown. I love myself when I am this way. And if you'll never understand, then I guess I've chosen the wrong friends.
Because no matter how many calories I drop. No matter how many meals I skip. I am happy.
You shouldn't try to change me. You should know that's something, only I can do.
Eating disorders are a sad thing, but sometimes it feels like it the only thing making you happy.