You're disgusting.
That food bloating you.
You caved.
You caved.
You caved.
You caved.
You caved adn ate 4 times more than you would at a regular meal.
You caved and ate a million times more than you ever should've
You've caved
It's gonna take you days to make up for this
And many pairs of sweatpants to hide that gut and those thighs.
You caved.
You caved and you can't even take it back
And run to the bathroom
Because you sing
You sing
You sing
And that's your goal
And it's screwing this up
It's screwing this up
And you can't reach this goal.
Why do you have to sing?
Why?
You caved.
I can't beleive you caved.
I can't beleive this is so impossible.
If it were possible to not binge and purge
God if only
But it's not
And you're going to lose everything you've worked towards
and you're fighting with these many sides
But which side is you?
I don't think you are a singer
I don't think you are annorexia
I think you're dying to know and you ahve no idea
but you annorexia is praying ot god your not a singer so you can be her.
Because she's so beautiful
And you are so ugly
You caved.
You caved.
And your fat now.
Not that its knew.
