i cant be fucked to think of a proper title

64 3 0
                                    

The weight is disappearing

The clothes become looser

The days I can go without food has increase

The ability to chuck up my food has become easier

But still I get called fat

Its like no matter what I do

I'm still not perfect

I'm fucking strafing myself for my tormentors

But still the words ugly, fat and whale cut through my mind as if it was a blade

depression,self harm quotes and what notsWhere stories live. Discover now