Why did I have to do that again??
I know it causes problems but I couldn't resist
I should of let it be
But no! I had to fucking do it..
I could of waited. I have to wait.
The pain isn't that bad
I can live with it
Maybe I should try something else?
Something more effective
But I'm too lazy
I should just stop doing it all together until I die
Why did I have to EAT?
In such a fucking FATTY!
I know I should just kill myself to end my pain
But I deserve to be punished for everything I do wrong
I'm not hungry I tell myself but I know deep inside that I'm starving
Yeah I ate today I tell them
Do they know its a lie?
Do they know that I'm starving myself thin?
I refuse to be my fat self anymore
I want to die skinny
I may think that other people with curves and more are sexy but when I look in the mirror I know, I know that that rule doesn't apply to me.
That rule will never apply to me
And anyway I don't deserve to eat glorious food, or breathe refreshing air.
I deserve to be beaten and starved and not allowed to speak for all of my wrong doings.
I deserve the most painful and stretched out death.
The day that I die shall be the day that I am truly happy.
Happy that nobody will have to put up with me anymore.
Happy that I am not wasting precious oxygen.
Happy that food, glorious food doesn't have to go to waste in providing nutrients for me.
Death is the only way out that we can afford.
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