And so.

I know how you feel.

But you don’t know how THIS feels.

Staring at a meal,

Knowing you can’t eat it.

It’s tangible fear.

Of what is to come if you do.

And how screwed you’ll be

Once the binge is over.

How terrible you are,

How incapable and pitiful you are.

How much can one person hate herself?

You’ll find out,

If you dove into this world

Then you’d know what it’s all about.

But I wouldn’t wish that on you,

Ever.

You’re a

Perfect,

Beautiful,

Tiny,

Girl.

Who should never feel this way.

Not for a second, minute, hour, or day.

Never.

But please.

It’s a world free to join.

It’s a community that understands.

Can’t you understand that this is ours?

Not to be messed with?

It’s taken so long to find this many people,

Who love, and care.

More than anyone in the real world.

It always gets shut down,

And finally, when it’s there..

People like you try to destroy.

Friendships dissolve,

And girls fade.

So please.

Just leave it alone.

Please?

Come December, I’m gone.

Off back to my fairyland.