The Destruction Diary

What did you do?

I couldn't help it.

Tell me what you did.

You know what I did.

I want to hear you say it.

No.

What did you have for lunch?

Pizza.

Why?

I was hungry.

What are you going to do?

I can't.

You will.

I won't.

You must.

I've never done it before, never even considered it. I thought not eating was enough, I thought I was getting better. I already lost five pounds in the past two months.

But then I had to go mess it up. Now I have to suffer the consequences.

I didn't bother to lock the door. No one was home.

I pulled up the toilet seats.

I took my purple toothbrush and held it by the brush.

I lowered myself to my knees.

I slowly brought the stick end of the toothbrush to my mouth.

Deeper. Deeper. Deeper.

I flushed the toilet, pulled down the seats.

I layed down on the carpeted bathroom floor.

Closed my eyes.

Cried myself to sleep.