Mind

Thoughts:
Touch Touch. 
Everything touches. 
Your arms are too big 
And your thighs are enormous. 
Have you seen your shoulders?
Where have you hidden those collar bones of your’s under the layer of fat?
Why must your teeth be crooked and yellow?
My goodness have you seen your hair?
Knotted and split, ratty and ugly.
That stomach, oh dear god you do have ribs, but you can only see them while you suck in, don’t want to suck in?

Don’t eat.