Th3 M!nD 0F @n @n0r3x!c

I feel so weightless. I feel so skinny.
I feel beautiful. Oh, hipbones, you make me feel complete.
You show me what I really want in this world.
Collarbones, you show me how beautiful I really am.
I'm what everyone wants to be.
They want to be skinny just like me.
"Wow, have you lost weight?" Why, yes, I have.
Rib bones, please show yourself even more, pronounce yourself,
show me how to feel. Give me something to feel.
The hunger pains are clawing on my sunken in stomach,
There's no fat for you to absorb. Just suffer, like me.
Your hair is starting to fall out, but oh-fucking-well.
"Why is your hair so thin?"
"I don't know. It's always been this way."
Being skinny is more important.
Your losing the color from your skin.
"You are so pale, get some sun!"
"No thank you, I'm content with how I am."
It's a price for being as thin as I am.
"I can fit my hands around your waist!"
"Oh wow, you can."
Haha, that's what I like to hear...
You see that I'm losing weight?
Then I guess I'm doing it right.
The skinny girl's diet.
Water and gum are always there for me.
Once on the lips, forever on the hips, don't forget that.
Don't you put one piece of food into your mouth.
Don't you do it.
Make them all take a good long look at you, at what they wish they could be...