cousin, do not let me alone in your kitchen

my body is a temple. (isn't that what i was always told?) ha.

ha and ha.

my body is a dirty, cankerous thing.

this blog is melodramatic. i wish i could say my life wasn't. i'm getting a bit tired of myself, to tell the truth.

all my words come back to me / in shades of mediocrity.

slippery little greedy body.

do not leave me alone in your kitchen.

do not leave me alone, ever.

alors.

nothing in, nothing out (you know what i mean).

nothing in, nothing out.

nothing in, nothing out.

je suis désolée, mon corps. tu ne dois pas manger. tu ne dois pas vomir.

tu dois maigrir.