Feet together, thighs apart. The collarbones are where we start. Count the ribs and feel the hips. That’s what makes us skinny bitch.
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I’m Screaming
I’m screaming it at you
I’m getting bad again, I’m anorexic
I haven’t eaten in 4 days, I need help
but for some reason the words just don’t come out right
you hear something else
i’m just tired
i don’t know why i’m dizzy
i just need to sit down
my heart beats too fast when i walk to the kitchen because i smoke too many cigarettes
no thanks, i already ate
my hands aren’t shaky, i just had too much caffeine
i just like to chew ice
cherry coke zero, please
where’s my chapstick?
where’s my sweater?
where are the safety pins?
no, i haven’t been on the scale today, 6 times
i just bruise easily, always have
yes, 72 degrees is cold
not now, my head hurts
sorry, what? i’m having a hard time focusing today
i’m screaming for help
but for some reason you don’t hear me.
