My Best Friend

I have a friend and her name is ana,

she is perfect.

She has thin legs, a flat belly, and is perfectly proportioned.

Today I met her after i hopped off the scale she stood behind me

complaining and bullying me because i’m not thin.

“Join me” she whispers in my.

I nod once in agreement…

I have a bestfriend and her name is ana,

she is beautiful.

She hates food and so do I.

One thing a day and that’s all.

“I’d rather die than be fat, that’s why i’m helping you.”

I have a bestfriend and her name is ana,

she has made me go insane

constantly looking at thinspo’s and dieting 24/7

wanting and craving but not getting

“Not today, you’ll never be beautiful if you have that”

I have a bestfriend and her name is ana,

she is all in my mind

I thought she’d make me perfect

now i’m gone...

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