We’re just talking and suddenly I cannot hear what’s being said.

I’m in a bikini and I’ve shot down every thought that says;

put you’re shirt on,

you’re disgusting,

you look so gross.

Eat, eat, eat,

because you always have to eat

to stay alive.

I’m nauseous and hungry and 

so confused 

that food can be necessary, repulsive, and longed for all at once.

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