This blog is a story about me and my dear friend Ana (aka. anorexia). It's partly fiction, but almost completely true. And it's definately Pro Ana.
Friday, April 15, 2011
Lyrics that make me think of myself and you all
Perfectly flawed by Otep If you do this; if you do this... If you do this you'll never have a chance to try again; If you do this you'll never have a chance to try... It's the same sound, same sting; The same collapse of everything. It's the same slice, same blade; The same lie, same ol' vein. My weight, my face, My height, my race.... I'm a mistake. My weight, my face, My height, my race... I'm such a disgrace. You're perfectly flawed; You're perfectly incomplete. Like cracks in the glass, And faded photographs. You're perfectly flawed; You're perfectly incomplete. Let them condemn. Imperfections make you unique. Nothing left to lose, just try again; Nothing left to lose, just try again... It's the same doubt, the same dream; It's the same sabotage 'cause i'm the enemy. It's the same night, same day; It's the same parasite, feeding on the betrayed. My weight, my face, My height, my race; I'm a mistake... My weight, my face, My height, my race; I'm such a disgrace... You're perfectly flawed; You're perfectly incomplete. Like cracks in the glass, And faded photographs. You're perfectly flawed; You're perfectly incomplete. A work in progress, Imperfections make you unique. A disguise of self-deception Hides my secrets perfectly. I'm rejecting my reflection 'Cause i hate the way it judges me. Don't you do it; You're not even you yet. Don't you do it; You're not even you yet. You're perfectly flawed; You're perfectly incomplete. Like cracks in the glass, And faded photographs. You're perfectly flawed; You're perfectly incomplete. A work in progress, Imperfections make you unique.
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Fucking.
ReplyDeleteLoved.
It!
Thank you so much <3
P.S.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the words of encouragement. Saw some depressed bloke on the news this morning cut his finger off and ate it. he'd been telling the therapists he was thinking of it for WEEKS and they did jack shit! I like my fingers, but I have 8 expendable toes. . . Lol, jokes! Long pork ain't something I wanna try!!!!! D:
Luffles you. Sending you happy thoughts and healthy bubba thoughts <3
i love it.
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