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I'm obsessed with my body in the worst kind of way.
And my refrigerator beeps at me when I leave it open to long,
pleading with myself to eat something- anything- so I wont binge later.
And those pictures
of those girls
with the ribs
and the veins
remind me of train running on RAILS.
and those pictures you google,
and the testimonies you read
of lives lost
and fading with every pruge
I urge myself
to snap out
of this fantacy world of size 0 models
and Kiera Knightly in a bikini.
but sometimes these mental games we play
just as soon drive us insane enough to forget the pain of hunger in our chests and rest another day as we slip away
bowing
to this obsession
And my refrigerator beeps at me when I leave it open to long,
pleading with myself to eat something- anything- so I wont binge later.
And those pictures
of those girls
with the ribs
and the veins
remind me of train running on RAILS.
and those pictures you google,
and the testimonies you read
of lives lost
and fading with every pruge
I urge myself
to snap out
of this fantacy world of size 0 models
and Kiera Knightly in a bikini.
but sometimes these mental games we play
just as soon drive us insane enough to forget the pain of hunger in our chests and rest another day as we slip away
bowing
to this obsession