“The monsters — not monsters — will share their secrets. You’ll learn that needle-thin bones, when crushed into a fine paste and stirred into the twenty glasses of water you were going to drink today, taste like lemonade. And you can have a sip for only the cost of the rest of your life left…”Tagged: monsters, Eating Disorder, Bulimia, Anorexia, Secrets
“I do not like the feeling of bones bending to fit your shape, creaking music of decay. You are eating away at my flesh, parasitic picture of perfection. I do not like the feeling of words stuck in my chest, lungs sticky with smoke and regret, second guess.”Tagged: Feeling, Bones, Creaking, Music, Decay