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Nov 2020
Laying alone, empty in my stomach  but full of the tiredness i feel everyday, and i say HEY, i'm starving to the thousand of pixels that is my google docs which whispers back  “But that's okay, less of body makes me safe, less of fat, makes me proud, cause you all want to look alike, cause you all would want to be that tough to get used to being hungry all the  time, to all day long and all night long feel exceptional, in control, and if the hunger is the price,
that's okay,”

Yeah… I can starve.
TW: ED
Ikari Kanashī
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Ikari Kanashī  15/Non-binary/hell
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