not how it sounds.
i've always feared becoming certain things.
but as it always turns out, those are the things i turn into.
i don't want to hurl my food out after it's gone down. that's bound to hurt. but for far too long the thought has haunted my mind.
and yesterday i almost did.
stuck my finger so deep into my mouth i almost threw up all the chinese food i'd stuffed myself with.
today it came to my knowledge that despite my various efforts, i have instead gained more weight that i ever thought i would.
i don't want to resort to ganking my food back up but i fear the voice in my head will get the best of me.
but atleast maybe then i'll be pretty.
YOU ARE READING
As They Come
Randomwords as they flow, stories as they come. nothing i think too hard about when writing, but they're the things i think too hard about to begin with.
