My silence
My silence
Is my confidence
I scroll through my photos
Idolizing the Anorexic women within them
But I do not idolize what matter
Personality
Relatibility
Oh no I idolize their bones bulging from their skin
I pinch poke and gawk at the fat skin on my arms
Face
And stomach
My repulsion grows
Until I am either
In the corner crying
Or repenting for the caloric sin I
Committed earlier in the day
I made a tumblr just to look at
Protruding ribcages
Bones bulging from Loose
Skin
To me bones are beautiful
Thin us beautiful
I strive to be these women
My confidence shrinking
And shrinking and shrinking still
So I do guilt fueled push-ups in the
Pale four am moonlight
I feel guilty when I eat too much
“What's wrong with you how could you eat all that!?”
And when I eat too little
“How could you let it get this bad!?’
I can not think of a more
Sadistic
Selective
Suicide
My silence
Is my
Confidence
Or…
Lack there of