These Bones Are Mine 1
December twenty second, Take a deep breath. Close your eyes. Grit your teeth. Move your toes. Let your heart beat get louder. Feel the rush of blood between your veins.
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December twenty second, Take a deep breath. Close your eyes. Grit your teeth. Move your toes. Let your heart beat get louder. Feel the rush of blood between your veins.
Always too small. That's me. Not quite perfect, Unfortunately. ''Eww, you need To eat more!'' ''Look at my body, Compared to yours.'' Being mistaken, For someone half my age.
Has one swear in it.
floor of the classroom they're all taking exams stressed overwhelmed break me free of their hell I should take the exam I should cram I need to learn I need to stop stop what am I doing here what the...
Leaning against the wall, Larissa pushes a thumb into the back of her stiletto And slips it off her foot.
Stare at me, eyes fixed on my body, My face observed by souls. Judge me, judge me like a book, I haven't reached your stupid goals.
For her... Lies of night and love of day, Acquiescence in the bay. Take his life within your hands, And slice it. Dice it. Kick his stand.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Out of it come countless demons What is inside, what shouldn't be Reaching, crawling, out the abyss Groping and taunting, all around me I cover my ears to their sneering...
"Just eat," you beg. Like it's that easy. As if I can take a mouthful. Without feeling queasy. Like an alcoholic to his liquor. Or a smoker to his smokes. I need emptiness in my gut.
Dyed-blonde hair Hip-length, fair, Eyes living puddles Like oceans, or bubbles No rings round her eyes Concealer to hide.
She is beautiful but she wont believe , Most times she wishes she couldnt breath. She is perfectly skinny but its not enough , Shes gave up food and trying to love.
A slender black leotard, silky in the light It looks so thin and delicate on the hanger. Take it and slip it on, or maybe squeeze it now encumbers my figure. It doesn't look so slim now.
My fat defines me. I feel like it eats away at me, yet grows on me. I feel trapped. Insecure. When I'm with my friends, I feel like an elephant trying to dance with butterflies.
I look at their brown tanned skin, Their bleach blonde hair. I look at their bright white teeth, Their faces so fair. I looked at their heavy eyelashed eyes, Their plump, soft lips.
Look in the mirror, look at it now You've grown from a positive child to a negative teen, how.
#projecthumanity. #household. The television told me. I have to be skinny. To be recognised in society. The television told me. You can’t be too skinny enough. I want to be skinny.
Contains one swear word. Contacts blaze with glamour, Ribs jut through their skin, Emerald veins and cold demeanour, In amongst their kin.
Beauty is found in all shapes as forms,. What isn't beautiful is people trying to conform,. To the latest stereotypes,. The media hype,. Size zero models with no woman about them,.
The mirror tells more than what you assume Just a reflection of light, a view 'round the room Just a scientific concept, explained in textbooks Just a piece of glass that shows people their...
Sunken cheeks, Hollow face. Ragged breath, Unsteady pace. Glowing skin, Lips full and red. Sparkling eyes, Glossy hair on head. Bony wrists, Unseeing eyes. Slowing heart, Slowly dies.
This is no disorder. At least, it's not for me. It's knowing thin's a lock on happiness. And that Ana's the only key. Ana is eight glasses a day. And two or three green teas. Ana is skin and bones.
I remember when this boy in 2nd grade would make fun of me for being chubby.
Will you draw me Nude.
Okay...so a lot of you see my picture. My gosh I don't even know why I put it up there. I do sometimes feel insecure about myself.