make a google search with these two simple words,
youll find a treasure chest of something people call inspiration-
i call it a tomb, 9 parts rotting bones 1 part lost souls,
find cute tips and tricks
on how to carve yourself away, slowly reducing yourself to nothing.
because this is whats beautiful,
this is what all the boys want-
they crave for delicate skin that cant be hugged without bruising,
they wish for clumps of hair in the shower drain,
stubborn refusals to eat anything but a salad,
is this what we're calling perfection?
hollow eyes and thin hair,
we are walking skeletons with skin,
and i would say heartbeat,
but heaven knows that heart doesnt want to be beating.
stomach pumps and late night hospital visits,
it's just a diet!
memorized calorie counts and avoided family meals,
theres nothing wrong!
waves of laxatives washing away your happiness,
this is not beauty.
this is not fashionable.
go to the tab labeled images,
youll find pictures of girls with happy smiles and dead eyes tagged #thinspiration,
skinny girl diets, every five days dont forget to fast!
rib cages are on the inside of our bodies for a reason,
since when has turning your body inside out become the new fad?
i too was a trap to this beast,
because having anything resembling a stomach with food inside of it
is a turn off for all the men out there,
but apparently bodies so light they could be *** toys
are the perfect things for them to ****.
shed all your self esteem along with the weight,
if you get any lighter im afraid you'll float away.
so support anorexia, the diet that makes us beautiful,
because this what the pretty girls do, the popular girls,
the girls that called you a pig in the girls restroom when you were 7,
get rid of all those bad memories,
the horrid names you were called,
along with the weight keeping you stuck on this hell they call earth.