The door is shut so you can’t see the real me, no one needs to see the truth behind the smile.
Tonight I’m wasting tears over body fat.
The two are probably related.
Slit my sides
The thought of seeing that again terrifies me.
His bloodshot eyes are no longer a window to the
My stomach is twisted, knotted, deformed and evil.
I want it to hide, I want it to leave my brain
She's this little old lady
Just a fucking little of woman. Innocent. Confused. Helpless.