Head

Should I throw up? Should I not? I fucking hate this. I fucking hate that. I freaking hate myself. I try to control myself. At the end of the day  I will do that again since I feel disgusted to myself. Then I feel fatigue and my limbs are tremor. Then I eat again. I hate myself again. Nose bleed is kind of a warning, so I do it more gentle. Hands in throat, purge becomes easier. You are in  danger now said my someone inside me. No no, I said. The process's between heaven and hell. But I feel good when I reach the goal. But I am also scared of getting rotten teeth. Oh life... Why should you be this cruel to me...