70093) For once I want to know how it feels to be small. I am curious of how life would treat me if I was small instead of big.

Poem I wrote:
Sticks and stones
May break your bones
But food will make you fatSugar, carbs
Grains, and starches
Of course you don’t want thatOne bite of food
And you’ll be screwed
Put down your fork and knifeLet Ana in
And you’ll be thin
She’ll steal your whole damn life



THIS IS A VERY IMPORTANT THING AND ALL OF MY FOLLOWERS NEED TO UNDERSTAND THIS AND REALLY LEARN THIS CONCEPT. IT MATTERS.









