thy gap

Confessions of a struggling self confident

High hopes
Physical success
Maybe if I starved
I would weigh less
Thy gaps are goals
I have one I know
But I’ve always wanted to be thinner

Bigger is better
Unless you mean weight
Inches and size
Food on the plate

I want to be thin
Like the girls on tumblr
I hate when my thys touch
I wish they were slimmer
Its discusting I know
When the fat between them touches
I don’t think I have a problem
There’s no need to discuss this
Yes I’ve purged
What’s the big deal
Sometimes my stomach hurts
After a meal
So I end the discomfort
So what, I need therapy?
I could be doing drugs
Taking after my mom
But I’m fine
Just a little shy to comfort.