#thighgap (My Dark Library Book 2)

by Chandler Morrison

"God, you’re so thin. It’s perfect. You don’t even look like a woman. You look like a little girl.”

bro huh??

I like the rumbling; I like to imagine it’s the sound of my organs eating each other, reducing the mass of my body.

I’d rather pretend food doesn’t exist.

“I get it. The whole chasing darkness thing. The need to see how far down you can go. Do what you have to do. Just don’t go so deep you can’t make it back to the surface.”

I hate the sound of my footsteps. They indicate my presence in the world. I want to be a thing without mass, devoid of matter, drained of all substance. I want to become nothing.

“Everyone is alone all the time. It doesn’t matter if you want it. You can’t get away from it.”