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the voices aren't scary but the walls kind of are they creep and they stare and they laugh when you're scared they follow you everywhere- they're marvins bestfriends! when he's not around, the wall surely is. they creak and they croak they act as a cloak they hide the evil until it's ready to choke choke. choke. choke. Stop! get out of my ears! please just leave my brain exit my fears! i won't **** my mom no matter how much you ask! wait what did you just say about my *** i'm fat? what do you mean mom said i look pretty and lean i know it's her job but she only says what she means! look dan, daisy, marvin, and sam! i love myself just the way i am huh? you can't read my thoughts.. wait what you can? ok fine i admit it i hate all of my skin my hair, my stomach my legs and my hips yeah, you're right! i can be thin! thinner than the ****** blade of grass i left last winter to twirl in the wind yeah! i won't need razor blades if my collarbones can cut diamonds and shave ice! all of my ribs showing?? that'd be nice honestly i agree you're totally right the stomach acid does make my lips look nice a pretty pink. pretty orange, pretty red, pretty purple i remember when the blood i coughed up was only an orange but now it's a red, a beautiful crimson red! the same color i bled out onto my bed red roses used to blossom out of my forearm oh what a gorgeous purple! or is that a blue? now i see yellow now white now black! black. black. black. oh good i've woken up what a dream! wait mom, why am i hooked up to a machine? get this ******* tube out of my nose! you guys this isn't funny, i wanna go home!
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Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
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the voices aren't scary but the walls kind of are they creep and they stare and they laugh when you're scared they follow you everywhere- they're marvins bestfriends! when he's not around, the wall surely is. they creak and they croak they act as a cloak they hide the evil until it's ready to choke choke. choke. choke. Stop! get out of my ears! please just leave my brain exit my fears! i won't **** my mom no matter how much you ask! wait what did you just say about my *** i'm fat? what do you mean mom said i look pretty and lean i know it's her job but she only says what she means! look dan, daisy, marvin, and sam! i love myself just the way i am huh? you can't read my thoughts.. wait what you can? ok fine i admit it i hate all of my skin my hair, my stomach my legs and my hips yeah, you're right! i can be thin! thinner than the ****** blade of grass i left last winter to twirl in the wind yeah! i won't need razor blades if my collarbones can cut diamonds and shave ice! all of my ribs showing?? that'd be nice honestly i agree you're totally right the stomach acid does make my lips look nice a pretty pink. pretty orange, pretty red, pretty purple i remember when the blood i coughed up was only an orange but now it's a red, a beautiful crimson red! the same color i bled out onto my bed red roses used to blossom out of my forearm oh what a gorgeous purple! or is that a blue? now i see yellow now white now black! black. black. black. oh good i've woken up what a dream! wait mom, why am i hooked up to a machine? get this ******* tube out of my nose! you guys this isn't funny, i wanna go home!
#voices#bulimia
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16faced
F/new orleans
Jul 31, 2017
Jul 31, 2017 at 12:47 PM UTC
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