07.09.02

i have dreams of adobe houses in taos, of writing novels, of being a vibrant, succulent woman who is vivid and alive and fertile.

not a starved, tragic figure who slowly wastes away in the stench of her own self-decay.

to my eating disorder, best friend and worst enemy of the past 11 years: i'm ready to live life without you.

i am moonbird, and i am unfolding my wings to fly.

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love,

moonbird

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