Dear Nobody.
You're so pretty it makes me wanna cry
I'm skinnier than I've ever been
My clothes are falling off my frame
My whole body is sunken in
It would seem I'm eating less again
The mirror doesn't lie
I'm prettiest when I look like I might die
Trembling compliments of mine meet the mirror
You're so pretty it makes me wanna cry.
I feel like getting better would be best for me moving forward, obviously, but where would the 'now' me go, will I disappear, the thought terrifies me. The 'better me' and the 'now me' can't coexist. Speaking as the 'now' me, I don't wanna disappear.
~IBLIS
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