To Be Honset

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

I'm scared to be home.

I'm close to hitting underweight, a few more days of being in this apartment.. if we start to fight.. I know it'll push me too far. It's brought me back to my trigger songs. And I think that scares me most.

Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up
I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love