I want to lose this excess flesh that makes me feel so sexless and ugly. I’m so obese no-one can look at me. ’Elle’ - you are my God, ’Marie-Clare’, ’Cosmo’, thank you ’Seventeen’ for teaching wrong from right. the less I weigh the more I starve myself. Exercise to love my thighs. This diet is killing me but everyone’s telling me "look like this and you’ll be happy". I want to be happy. I want to be so beautiful. Just food is obscene - a cause to vomit, a waistline sacrifice. Half the girls my age disgust me with their tragic obsessions. Crisps, chocolate and sweets are not the food that eight year olds should eat to be sexy and think. Repulsion begins when I see myself.
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