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Someone I knew once told me that adolescent anorexia is more than just size-oriented body image problem. Rather, he said, it is a retreat from the pains of going from child to adult, a desire to remain young forever.
Everyday, a simple toss of words that come to you with such care and delicacy so natural. Soaked in the aura of carefully exercised intimacy, those words have made me yours.
I wonder why I feel like I'm fifteen again, even though when I was fifteen, I was running away to highways and ghosts, putting my psyche to an experiment that had no hypothesis, one I never really understood.
Sometimes, it hurts to not run away, but sometimes what hurts is what is good for you.
I don't want to remain young forever anymore.
Everyday, a simple toss of words that come to you with such care and delicacy so natural. Soaked in the aura of carefully exercised intimacy, those words have made me yours.
I wonder why I feel like I'm fifteen again, even though when I was fifteen, I was running away to highways and ghosts, putting my psyche to an experiment that had no hypothesis, one I never really understood.
Sometimes, it hurts to not run away, but sometimes what hurts is what is good for you.
I don't want to remain young forever anymore.