I Am The Bones They Want To Make Dissapear. The Ribs They Can Count. The Space Between My Thighs.Every time I walk on the sidewalk, and the sun is shining behind me, I look at my shadow.
I look at my shadow and I tell myself:
"I want to be like that. Skinny, thin, bony ... Perfect..."
And your going to think I'm a complete idiot for saying this, but I envie my shadow for being so dam skinny.
Show can I become skinnier? Anybody?
I've limited myself to 175 calories a day, but it's not good enough.