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Nothing Can Stop You Now by only-edna, literature

And I Will Call It Art by only-edna, literature

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And I Will Call It Art

Dying is an art form. Everyone dies, but I will do it Gracefully, slowly, bit-by-bit. I will kill off a little more of myself everyday Until there is so little left I will blow away in your memories. I will perfect my empty heart in the symmetry Of an empty body And starve away the wickedness Which calls me home. But I will not fizzle out slowly. I will blaze until the fire burns too brightly For my eyes alone And spreads like a raging fever across the Valleys of my frame. I will explode with the fury of A thousand shattered mirrors And consume until my heart races, My blood boils, and My death is celebrated as the beau

Stripped by only-edna, literature

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Stripped

Your eyes undressed me In the arms of another Sex starved, high, and Wanting companion We hugged and laughed Words mean nothing When you come back down Only friends, close friends We both know the score. Your eyes undress me Disapproval and pity burns Telling me all the things I don’t want to hear “You arse is gone, your Boobs are going. I can feel your Muscles wasting. What the Fuck are you doing?” I turn, wait for you to leave Me, I keep score.

Sad by only-edna, literature

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Sad

Tonight I’m sad Deep Impossible Drowing in it Swallowed by it Sad. The sad that twists my sobs into poetic injustices And creates a beautiful tragedy out of brilliant desperation. Because if it isn’t beautiful then it can only be hideous - Vicious, aching, destructive, all-consuming nothingness. Enough to shatter a mind so wonderfully distraught Into a million painful pieces. The sad that you should run away from. Disappear from. Lest it catch you in its blue-black clutches, Drag you into its lucid murky depths, And smother every memory you ever had of Sunshine, smiles, and a world of warmth. The sad that has unkn

A Moth To The Flame by only-edna, literature

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A Moth To The Flame

When you feel the steel trap of skeletal fingers Reaching for your rib cage You cringe – Knowing they won’t be found beneath the Ever spreading layers of flesh You have freshly acquired. Deathly cold glares and an iron will demand repentance And your pitifully weak mind is all too happy To oblige. To descend Back to where you almost weren’t. Ravenousy stalking the pain and pleasure Of a hollow frame.

Escape Addict by only-edna, literature

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Escape Addict

Burning eyes; darting, frantic. This is me running terrified From an aching numbing Darkness I cannot – willnot – face. Irratic, heavy breathing This is me escaping madly From the Death already in my bones Searching, to dispell my thoughts That will not stop. Sweaty bodies grinding This is me fighting, clawing At the emptiness; filling myself. Need to feel your life fire Inside of me. Clenched jaw, rich deep pupils This is me flying, soaring High above your sordid simple life I will not fall back to where you are You cannot make me. Distracted, aching, obsessed This is me jonesing, craving, Longing to use, disc

No More Hiding by only-edna, literature

Sporadic Explanations by only-edna, literature

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Sporadic Explanations

My starving mind never saw the thrill Of candy weekends and lollipop highs Until I ate lollies and biscuits Of the chemical kind Now I’m running Faster than my pen can find me Faster than my mind can catch me On winged feet soaring high Taunting, sidestepping, riding, My whirlwind of yesterday’s destruction Of shades of endless grey and nothing That I will not allow to consume me again So I swallow highs of escape and elation The chemical bliss they pushed for so long Comes alive inside of me Hurling me hungrily into the throes of heaven’s abyss Concealing my anguish for another night, Another time Another

Everybody Hurts... by only-edna, literature

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Everybody Hurts...

Last year You traded starving yourself for weeks on end For constant trips to the bathroom With the taps running, hands down your throat And cracks in your tooth enamel Plus that extra protective layer of fat. Last month Doing 140k/h on the drive home With your eyes closed and dodgy brakes You didn’t even notice ‘til you looked down To turn your music up louder and turn That last fast corner. Last week You cut yourself Too deep, too messy, too big, too easy And had to wear a bandage to work the next day And gloves in the sink so you didn’t bleed on the dishes Or those traitorous pizza trays Last night You fi

Perjurer by only-edna, literature

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Perjurer

It’s ironic How similar the word “perjury” is To “purge” When really both mean the same – To lie. Lying to others; About your never ending trips to the bathroom, Why you brush your teeth so much, But still they rot How all of a sudden you eat again (But always find a way to excuse yourself) And always telling them you feel just fine While they exchange sidelong glances or chatter on, oblivious. But you lie even more to yourself. Pretending you don’t have a problem; It’s not a disease, it’s damage control. Telling yourself you can keep it down If you want to. If you try to.

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Truth Or Lies by only-edna, literature

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Truth Or Lies

When you cross the line Between reality and fantasy And there's no clear margin Between fact and fallacy When you can't tell the difference Between the truth and the lies And you're not sure which to trust Between your ears and your eyes When you see no contrast Between craving and greed And there's no distinction Between what you want and you need When you blur the edges Between desire and obsession Can you still make the choice Between life and perfection?

Following Alice by only-edna, literature

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Following Alice

I stepped through the looking glass And found myself in another world Of hypocrisies and contradictions Where up is down and black is white Where food is evil and pain is life While the sky is green, the ground is floating And the words are not what they sound And everything you see is a misconception While everything you hear is profound Death is fulfillment and heaven is bad It's so easy to come; near impossible to get back

The Beautiful by only-edna, literature

Ghosts by only-edna, literature

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Ghosts

They fade away like the winter mist Slowly turning into another reality Becoming transparent and intangible as you watch them stand With their self-righteous smile That whispers; "Remember me? I used to know you" Mocking you in their silent smugness Superior in the belief that the past Has revolved faithfully into the present Without evolution or interval And all the colours have stayed within the lines They drift away in the summer sun Too far away to see clearly Or hear the faint enquiries to the weather The smile that jeers in a painful reminder Avoids your eyes as you look away Anything to not know the truth; you are alone

What It All Comes Down To by only-edna, literature

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What It All Comes Down To

I can unveil it in pretty words Beautiful and romantic. Such a tragic figure… Fasting in the search for a divine perfection One she will never attain, as her lofty goal Will inevitably lead to her parting from this world If she realises not the folly Of praying to featherweight Goddesses Or I can put it to you brutally Harsh and unforgiving. Such a stupid girl… Starving herself to death Killing herself slowly, refusing to eat Wasting gradually to a sickly skeleton Wanting to be so disgustingly tiny she can’t be seen Or hugged without reducing people to tears Or state the facts scientifically Categorical and cle

Comfort Food by only-edna, literature

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Comfort Food

I reach for my private candy Unscrew the lid and down a drink Followed by pristine pills (the numbers vary) Take 1-2 tablets every 4-6 hours as required (maximum 8 tablets in 24 hours) But who really reads the labels? A headache calls for 8 Depression for 12 (Or thereabouts) And then again 10 minutes later Sometimes I just want to take them all… I can only assume that like a cigarette smoker The hand-to-mouth action alone Has become an addiction A source of comfort in presence of turmoil Effective pain relief No bitter aftertaste! They obviously haven’t taken too many… But it’s the removal of pain I cra

Here Kitty, kitty... by only-edna, literature

Starving Vanity by only-edna, literature

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Starving Vanity

Full to bursting on a diet of nothing She fills herself on pure things, like Water and air Feeling the glorious effects of perfection Jutting out against her skin, reaching for The world beyond Euphoria streams from all that she lacks Dizziness replacing disgust, as she Smiles secretly Aware that as she stares transfixed at the mirror Her own form grows steadily, watching A starving vanity

The problem with piercings... by only-edna, literature

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The problem with piercings...

What were you thinking? Introducing foreign objects to a body So depleted that infection was practically invited Pills promised to reduce the angry swelling Adorned with stern instructions Take 3 times a day, immediately after food. Apparantly they’ve realised the problem with the last ones Take half an hour before meals. Which simply left too much time to change my mind. For two whole days Food is (almost) regularly ingested Until something snaps and blatantly refuses And the pills no longer have substance to follow

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A BoyWho's Convinced I'm Alive by sense-and-stupidity, literature

It's A Dirty Word by HeadBangerHammy, literature

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It's A Dirty Word

Logically, I shouldn't miss you this much-- we spoke only yesterday. But sadly, whatever this is thumbs its nose at Logic, choosing instead to plant butterflies in my chest and blame it on you. So I keep checking my phone, my email, hoping against hope that it will be different than when I checked it ten seconds ago. Logically, I shouldn't like you this much-- we haven't been friends for long. But sadly, I've broken one of my cardinal rules and gone knees-over-elbows, fallen hard enough to knock the air out of my lungs, and found myself lying on my back, wondering how I got here. So I'm just hoping that this feeling will go away and leave me

You Will Always Be Too Thin by HerKinkyHighHeels, literature

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You Will Always Be Too Thin

So there's a finite girl, Who lets her smile play at a boy, Eyes hooded, she bats her lashes, Softly giggling in his ear, He pulls her close, Don't get any closer baby. Touch me, I will make it worth it, Love me, I will make it dirty, Don't cross you fingers behind your back, Because lover you know I can't attack. My lips refuse to forget the feel of your skin, Amused I was too fat to fuck, But thin enough to slip between your slender fingers, Darling you promise me love, But give me the bruised head of a dove, Bruise it darker baby. Touch me, I will make it worth it, Love me, I will make it dirty, Don't cross you fingers be

Eating disorder. by ms-hijikata, literature

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June 5
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Deviant for 17 years
She / Her

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Romeo + Juliet, Green Mile, Mulan

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Glee, Spicks and Specks

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Linkin Park

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John Marsden, Catherine O'Connell

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only-edna

Nov 29, 2008

If you read this...YOU'RE TAGGED!

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_______Best________ 1. Male friend: Umm, Ben, Jesse or Ratty 2. Female friend: God, um, Jo Erin or India 3. Vacation: Brisbane BDO 2009!!! 5. Memory: ummm...Linkin Park in concert? _______Worst________ 1. Time of day: late afternoon 2. Day of the week: Wednesday 3. Food: meat! lol, um...beetroot! 4. Memory: When I was in hospital ______Lasts_______ 1. Person you saw: Jonah 2. Talk on the phone: Ben 3. Hugged: Ben? No Jonah 4. Email/message: ummm, facebook i think lol 5. IM: Mary!!!!!!!!!!!!!! _______Today________ 1. What are you doing now: Chilling, doing this quiz and talking to Mary :) 2. Tonight: hmmmm, pos

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only-edna

Nov 20, 2008

'I should be dead'

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lol, funny thing is I'm really not that bad ~~~~~~~ Which ones have you done? (Don't mark which ones you've done.) 1. smoked. 2. consumed alcohol. 3. slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex. 4. slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex. 5. kissed someone of the same sex. 6. had sex. 7. had someone in your room other than family. 8. watched porn. 9. bought porn. 10. tried drugs. TOTAL: 9 1. taken painkillers. 2. taken someone else's prescription medicine. 3. lied to your parents. 4. lied to a friend. 5. snuck out of the house. 6. done something illegal. 7. felt hurt. 8. hurt someone. 9. wished som

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Jan 17, 2008

Tagged!

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So...I was tagged lol, by Beyond-the-Pages My first ever tag! Okies, here goes... The rules: 1. Post all the rules. 2. When tagged, you must write eight things about yourself. 3. You must post these eight things in your journal. 4. You must then tag eight other friends/people. 5. Finally, leave a message on each of their pages letting them know they've been tagged. Okay, lessee... 1. I am crazy addicted to the Canadian TV show Degrassi: The Next Generation. 2. I absolutely love to read. 3. Music is my life. I love it. Without it I couldn't function. 4. I am currently in the process of *hopefully* completing a Batchelor degree in Ps