when i hug you i can feel the gentle hum of your voice and the steady sound of your heart beating in your chest

I’m not hungry for food.

I’m hungry for how good skinny girls look in a bikini.

I’m hungry for feeling tiny underneath a small sweatshirt.

I’m hungry for bony collarbones and shoulder blades.

I’m hungry for that light-as-a-feather feeling when I’m being picked up.

I’m hungry for skinny legs, a thigh gap, and a flat stomach.

I’m not hungry for food anymore because nothing can ever taste as good as I will feel when I am thin.

I’m just something you throw away..

the sadness is growing inside me and i can’t breathe

..

xx

Tears are getting heavier.