watching my belt shrink around me and my pants not fit makes me experience euphoria in a way that shouldn't exist

40 pounds in 4 months

melting

peers promote me and tell me i carry myself in a lighter way

my cheekbones wave at the mirror as i count the calories in every nutrient my body needs

i go to sleep and pray i can fit the number of things i've consumed on one hand

a liquid diet of watered down feelings

my fatality is fluid

this could **** me and i encourage it

i equate my happiness to the bones visible under my skin

smaller and smaller until i'm nothing
do i want to be nothing?