TW : Gore, Eating disorder
I spent years hating my guts
A child soldier, I died for four years
Caught in a visceral war
Forever full, never satiated
Bloodshed every morning without fail
Self hatred is a woman’s growing pain
Punch the beast in its belly
Be ready for the next assault
At night comes the siege
Cinched
Guts tied in knots at the waist
Be ready for the next beauty conflict
A veteran, my belly remembers
She never fails to remind me
Sometimes I can’t look her in the eye
As she screams and pulls to get free
Its my nature to spill my guts
Inside.s
Outside Down
Crushed on the ground for all to hear
L’enterrement de Barbabelle. When i was 11 my plushie died and i decided to bury her
#Autobiography#Day-to-day#Funnysuivez une meuf badass dans son quotidien de meuf badass aura+10000 fais gaffe de pas tomber amoureux yoyo je t’avais prévenu ps restez (…)
#Adventure#Day-to-day#EroticReflections on long-distance intimate relationships and change.
#Adventure#Experimental#Day-to-dayIt seems like I don’t know what’s real anymore. All I know is that it’s winter again.
#Adventure#Dreamlike#Day-to-dayCeci est une aventure sur un personnage à la recherche d’un trésor
#Adventure#Action#Funny