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New
Newer
Less
Fewer
I'll get slimmer
Skip dinner
Be the clear winner
Thin
Thinnest
Thinner
Thinner
Always thinner
Never enough
Always too much stuff
Too many voices
Too few choices
Too many addictions
Craving restriction
Control the pain
Control this sickness in my brain
Control
Control
That's all this is
Thirst for bones
Lust for sins
I can't explain it
I can't stop
Must get back to it
Be back on top

newernew

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Comments & Feedback (5)

Absolutely brilliant the way you captured it! The end,ess

*the endless suffering

Thank you, dear! I'm glad you liked it and I appreciate the RPโค๐Ÿ˜˜@Miiinty

Wow. You got it right. You really got it right.

@Blueblotts thank you, love. And thanks for the RP as well xox

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