My Bulimia

by Michelle CM   Mar 5, 2008


I need help to stop this evil demon that is taking over me!
Why do I do it?
Why do I need it?
Why does it give me satisfaction when I shove my bony pale finger down my throat?
I have no idea why it feels good to throw up but no one will understand the feeling I get when I do it or the feelings leading to it....this is my bulimia and I don't know why I like it...

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