The feeling's deep inside...
Getting ready to surface......
I feel the self hatetred comeing back....
Killing me slowly.....
Thin...that's what i want....
I don't want this feeling of being fat anymore..
I break down....i let the purging begin...
The screaming echoing in my head....
The need for perfection's way to strong....
Why can't i be pretty....
why can't i be thin......
why can't i be like them.....
I just want to be perfect for someone....
so i'm giving in....i'll let it take over....
when i'm done i'll be perfected to a better me....
Maybe i'll finally be pretty....
maybe i'll finaly be what someone wants....
To keep forever....
Perfection is just the drug i needed........
A contest entry
- Anything & Everything!!! by Sheilasbabygal4life.
700 points, ended November 10, 160 entries
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Wow, this is strong. Striving for perfection, I know the feeling. Of course it is impossible, it's not always a bad thing to settle for less...anyway good job on this
-Steve-
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