my breathing is shallow.
as i continue to puke in the toilet bowl.
and like what i expected,
i started to cough out blood.
i lie on the bathroom floor while feeling my heart beat is now going slow.
a tear escaped from my eye until i closed it.
i just wanted to be perfect
why can't i be?
YOU ARE READING
ana | p.jm
Fanfictionsticks and bones may break his bones but names could make him starve himself to death. -park jimin ; 2017 [ completed ]
