Category: Tubbo Angst
TW: Underage drinking, purging, starving, overeating, insecurities, repetitive words
[Rant post so if ever this is out of Tubbo's boundaries. I'll delete]
Tubbo's POV
I stared at the empty nothingness of a void, sitting in my room. It's been a week since I have left my room and it's been 3 days since I've last eaten, I think. I could basically hear my stomach begging to be filled, my tongue begging to taste.
I don't want to.
Why should I?
I'd hate myself.
My head felt blurry and I didn't know what was happening until I saw a silhouette in the mirror. I waved a hand and he waved back but I can't seem to recognize him.
I felt my feet drag me to the weighing scale..
Disappointed at what the numbers are.
I'm hungry
I'm hungry
I'm hungry
I'm hungry
Eat
Eat
Eat
Eat
Food now
Food now
Food now
Food now
My body and mind begged me.
A little bite won't hurt right?
I walked to the kitchen to see food layed out on the table. A note beside it.
"here's some food if you've finally decided to eat :] - Phil"
It read. I sighed and placed it back down. I went to grab a bite but I hesitated, the feeling bile rising up my stomach but I ignored it, feeling so hungry.
I took a bit of the chicken then gradually started to eat everything. Seeing as the chicken was almost finished, I left that alone craving something else.
Sweets.
Cake!
I opened the ref to see a half eaten cake and ate a big portion of it. My sight got intrigued by the bottles of vodka in it. I did not hesitate to grab it and chug it down. Feeling my throat burn and my mind becoming hazy.
My stomach felt upset so I dropped the bottle and ran to the toilet.
Nothing would come out.
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing.
I shoved my hand inside my mouth pressing at the bottom of my tongue, immediately gagging.
I did it again and again.
And oh dear god did it upset me but a part of me felt relieved to be doing this again.
Until I couldn't anymore. My throat felt wide open, slimey, and sticky. It was unpleasant and I was exhausted. I stayed on the bathroom floor for a second before flushing the vomit and washing my hands then gargling.
I don't want to do that again.
I'm not hungry.
I'm hungry.
I'm not hungry.
I'm hungry.
I'm not hungry.
I'm hungry.
-end-
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