#pounds
jaded jewellers jam
jesting junior jousts
joists joined joints
jumping jack
jill knelt
knees
knowing krista love
me now oh please
please please
queustions
relevancy
talk two
threes
under
umbrellas
virtualized venom
******
yielding
z's
Janna jetted
?
...
..
.
Feb 23, 2018
Feb 23, 2018 at 10:07 AM UTC
Usually I'm calm
I'm easy to be with
But around you?
I'm *******
My heart pounds
My knees go weak
My head spins
And I fumble
Over speech?
But that isn't me
It's the me
You want me to be
I don't stutter
I don't freak
But around you..
I'm *******
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 9:20 PM UTC
if I moved to the moon (like
Xenon) the number of pounds I
contain would be 83.3%
less
I would be less
according to a scale on the moon
Dec 23, 2015
Dec 23, 2015 at 1:16 PM UTC
Even through all the anger
and disappointment,
I still can’t help but get distracted
by the sound of your voice
as the noise
burns through my thighs,
making my mind race
to that night
where all we heard
were breaths
and hearts
pounding.
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 7:17 PM UTC
Never tall enough.
Weight too low.
Brown eyes brown hair.
No blue or green.
No blonde or red.
Face of a child.
Pixie hair as thin as air.
Of legal age mistaken for a sweet sixteen.
Of female gender thought to be a young boy.
Cup size sorry didn't make the C.
Jeans don't go past 0.
"You don't know what it's like to be overweight, you don't what it's like to be judged for not looking perfect."
But I do.
"My God you are so small."
"Cute like a child."
"Excuse the interruption would you like a children's menu?"
"Don't lie how old are you really?"
"Look at your tiny arms!"
"I can wrap my arms around you twice!"
"Men like curvy women"
A daily struggle due to image.
Never looking perfect in people's eyes. Always the little one the ugly one of the group.
Never to be seen as anything more.
Eating too much provocking sickness upon myself simply to gain a pound or two.
Never succeeding.
Simply to make myself a perfect image accepted by society.
Kathia Mariana Landeros
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 3:23 PM UTC
It's amazing
Isn't it?
What a difference
EIGHT
*******
POUNDS
makes..
I was feeling okay
Then I stepped on that ****** scale
And now
I'm Falling
To
P
E
I
C
E
S
If only that were a literal statement..
Then maybe I could forget some shards of myself
And I'll be lighter
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 1:54 PM UTC