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jin - ocd jjan!
joon- insomnia/anxiety namu
yoon - depression yunki
hobi - hyperactivity hobi
jimin - ed - b/p park
tae - abuse taebear
koo - ed - ana koogi
jimin stared down at his crystal white toilet longingly. his eyes were shadowed with self-hatred, disappointment and guilt. below, he could feel the uncomfortable tightness, the horrible heaviness of his full tummy.
full. oh, how much he despised the word 'full'.. he had eaten so much unwillingly, uncontrollably - food full of fats, calories and almost neglect and absence from nutrients.
jimin bent down a little. regret ploughed through veins, though it began transitioning his once conscious mind to manipulate and become one of wanting to just remove every disgusting oose of that binge, now.
he shoved his fingers as far as he could, choking back in complete agony and hoping for a quick purging session. he twitched and jolted, loud, horrible vomit sounds emerged from the bathroom. and it played again and again, like a broken record of a melody that you grew sick of, one you never liked but felt inclined to listen to.
he finished. breathing heavily and fatigue drowning him instantly, the world had even been to do the waltz to the tune of his purging. he held himself up painfully, his heart rapidly beating and his throat beyond sore.
though he was in absolute pain, and his face was smeared in evidence of his gluttony, he smiled softly. he had did it. his tummy felt much lighter, the swelling had gone down and his mind was at ease.
he stared down at the disgusting mirror image, sick was everywhere. the stench was by far toxic and poisonous. he knew he was slowly killing himself, his hair sometimes coming out, teeth yellow and brittle, and worse of all, his consistent heart pains and self-hatred.
but he couldn't stop now. it was like a drug that he was addicted to. and it was a horrible thing to ever be cursed with. it lost momentum to living.
he sat before the toilet and cried. he sobbed and wailed in agony and hatred. he pitied himself for his pain, he truly wanted to just be happy.
hobi
19:45pm
hobi
heyyy bby ~~
how r u <333
i've got new meds lololo
so if i snd funny, bro
it's them ofc <333
koo
19:45pm
koo
the walls are thin :((( 🌸🌸🌷
i can hear you being sick :((
hyungie, should i come round 🍓🐇<3 ?
jjan !
19:46pm
jjan !
dudeee ~~ tae stole
his dad's weed, want to
come smoke a hit ? ?
jimin stared at the wall of his bedroom. the ceiling pitying the bed stricken male. his soft eyes red rouge and his lips dry and ruined.
holding his phone in his hands, he couldn't bring himself to reply at all. did he even deserve them at all?
did he deserve to be happy?