Thursday, October 29, 2009

My cancer.

I wake up in the middle of the night.
Panicing over something.
Hands and feet cold like ice.
Heart pounding.

In the mirror I see a terrible looking person.
This gloomy, pail, skinny girl, dark under the eyes, thin hair, big dead eyes.
She scares the shit out of me.
I blink my eyes, and after a while I can see myself again.

My old self.
Chubby cheeks, doublechin, little pig eyes.

I've been fasting forever now.
Does not seem to help.
I still feel....greasy.
I'm still dirty.
And I don't feel any better.
At all.

Fucking hell.
I belive the cancer is back.


  1. The more you fast the greasier you'll feel. It's the emptiness of your soul that's greasy.

  2. It's all in your head. The more you starve yourself, the fatter you'll feel. It's all just angst relief anyway. What's your true problem?

  3. Muchas gracias por tu simpático mensaje en mi blog.


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