i have 217 calories left to burn today
Without a body, she is nothing.
I will redo my hair
Until my arms are sore
Over
And over
Until the lumps are gone
And it is smooth
Curls perfected
Because if someone
Sees a lump
In my hair
They will know
I am not prefect
I am not beautiful .
Skin hairless
Cheeks contoured
45 minutes
Spent
Painting on color
One crack in the mask
And I am
Nothing
Worth looking at.
That brownie I ate
Is probably the reason
They don't love me
Because now
I am 300 calories
Over
My limit
Skinny bitch
Counting calories
She knows
Without a body
She is
Nothing.
About the Creator
Joann Claude
“I'm not sure why
I have the inexplainable urge
To tell everyone I come in contact with
That I'm dying”
-a million thoughts all at once after a brief interaction with a customer at work
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