run my fingers over my collarbones. tap tap tap. down to my sternum. tap tap tap. count my ribs. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, the weird ones 11, 12. up the other side. count the open cuts. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, then the healing ones. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. i'm sad.
in case you thought being tall automatically made you skinny. stay strong today, lovelies.
xoxo
zettep.s. i've no time to be sad. i've got to eat. little bell peppers are my safe food right now.
If you were the sort of person who could or would accept it, I would offer you a hug. But you're hurting so much that all I can offer are my words. You're in my heart, darling.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry you're feeling down. Spring's just around the corner, so pucker up buttercup :)
ReplyDeleteHope you are feeling better dear. Text me if you need to talk <3
ReplyDeletehey chickie, would u like to post a comment on my blog with ur number so we can txt (i wont publish it), ur such a strong person and an inspiration and it would help keep me away from food. www.strengthisbeauty13.blogspot.com
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