rifle
never seen a hero like me in a sci-fi
- Jan 15, 2023
- 25
tw for ed
my sister has been steadily getting skinnier by the month, and in the same time I've been gaining at a crazy rate. I am seething with jealousy. it is not exactly directed at her, but god is it an ugly feeling.
there's nothing worse than seeing her starting to look like a supermodel with tiny chest, perfect waist and almost nonexistent stomach, while I've been blowing up like a whale. I don't even have to undress to be aware of it, I feel all this disgusting matter rubbing between my thighs, weigning on my chest, jiggling on my wrists and ankles. in some way the uncomfortableness of it is comforting, because I don't want to get used to it, don't want to accept this state of being as normal.
the thought of close death is the only thing that brings me peace in this mindstate. I will die disgusting and ugly creature, but at least I won't be forced to live as one anymore.
in some way I'm thankful for this disorder, because it makes everything so much easier. I refuse to burden the world with my inadequateness, and I'm unable to change it, so I just have to remove myself. no need for long philosophical pondering when it comes down to something as simple as that.
my sister has been steadily getting skinnier by the month, and in the same time I've been gaining at a crazy rate. I am seething with jealousy. it is not exactly directed at her, but god is it an ugly feeling.
there's nothing worse than seeing her starting to look like a supermodel with tiny chest, perfect waist and almost nonexistent stomach, while I've been blowing up like a whale. I don't even have to undress to be aware of it, I feel all this disgusting matter rubbing between my thighs, weigning on my chest, jiggling on my wrists and ankles. in some way the uncomfortableness of it is comforting, because I don't want to get used to it, don't want to accept this state of being as normal.
the thought of close death is the only thing that brings me peace in this mindstate. I will die disgusting and ugly creature, but at least I won't be forced to live as one anymore.
in some way I'm thankful for this disorder, because it makes everything so much easier. I refuse to burden the world with my inadequateness, and I'm unable to change it, so I just have to remove myself. no need for long philosophical pondering when it comes down to something as simple as that.