I feel(t) my prettiest with sunken cheeks and
A dragon spine and
A suggestion of ribs and
A coffee stomach
(disappointingly swollen)

I turned in the mirror
And slowly painted
Away with dark circles
Away with premature wrinkles
On with the perfect skin the
Black eyeliner the
Huge eyes
(i see everything, you *****.)
(post pictures on Yahoo!)
(oh, a seven.)
(disappointing.)

There was no food in the house
(she bought coffee with the $20 I lent her)

I hungered for nothing but
Cavernous blue eyes (my own)

I hungered for nothing but
To have fun (i can prove it)

I turn the pages of my diary and there
Is nothing but song lyrics (they made sense to me)

Somewhere
Testament to my weakness is where
I say I want to be loved.
(there's nothing left)



(i was living when I was running on coffee)
(i wish i could go back)