Chapter 12: 止まらない

The voices, they won't stop.

They get louder and louder and no matter how many times I scream, no matter how hard I plug my ears, they won't stop.

Why won't they stop?

The hunger, it hurts but it's so satifying. I'm addicted to it.

I hate the hate, but I love the end result.

I eat less but I still gain.

I bleed more but I'm still breathing.

They won't accept me as I am.

They wouldn't accept me as I was.

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

They won't stop, I can't stop.

Someone shut them up.

I'm doing it- I'm getting better, skinnier.

They certainly can't hate me now.

I hate me, I hate me, I hate me.

Don't make me lunch, I'll definitely eat it.

Don't make me dinner- I'm not hungry.

I work through the pain.

Breakfast isn't an option anymore.

Food first thing in the morning? Are you joking?

The hate, I'll bleed it out.

It'll run down the drain just like water.

They can't see, they'd never understand.

I need to do this, I need this.

The voices, make them stop.

I need them, I need them to tell me-

I want to stop, I should stop.

I can stop when I'm perfect.

This isn't healthy-

It's perfectly fine and I'll be perfect, too.

Make it stop, make them stop.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

Yes, yes. I'm definitely okay now.

I'm so, so, happy.