52.5.
continues to fall.
Darkness falls and I binge, hidden in the bathroom to eat half of bread rose, only to wake up in the middle of the night to go see how much he weighed.
A rosette, 100g.
go down in that whirlwind unabated.
now the appetite is gone, the urge to eat not, but I look at food and feel full of the idea makes me get sick.
comes to my mind as if I were to eat a sandwich filled with spiders.
And those spiders sometimes I throw them down, so I could stand.
control shit, all those puttanante me flustered brain.
But I smoke over there.
continues to fall.
Darkness falls and I binge, hidden in the bathroom to eat half of bread rose, only to wake up in the middle of the night to go see how much he weighed.
A rosette, 100g.
go down in that whirlwind unabated.
now the appetite is gone, the urge to eat not, but I look at food and feel full of the idea makes me get sick.
comes to my mind as if I were to eat a sandwich filled with spiders.
And those spiders sometimes I throw them down, so I could stand.
control shit, all those puttanante me flustered brain.
But I smoke over there.
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