It's bad. Veryveryvery bad. I ate and ate and ateateate until it stopped being just eating and became gorging, shovelling (grabbing, ripping, swallowing and repeatrepeatrepeat) again. I didn't leave enough time to get it all out of the hole. It all sunk into me like I'm made of wet concrete.. cupcakes, fudge, burger patties, tictacs, orange juice that's freshly squeezed of course. I lost time. I lost everything and took muchmuchmuch too long. Now it's all stuck in me. I didn't leave enough time.

My belly is distended, stretched taught and I look like a baby has been living in me for eight months. My stomach is churningchurningchurning, rolling across the ocean, swerving and crying out for release. It burns and aches and my mind is playing tricks on me and telling me this is normal. But it isn't. There is no possible way this is normal. Normal girls don't suck things into their big fat black hole of a mouth and eatandeat until there's not enough to time purge it out. Normal little girls, real little girls would never think of doing that daily.. hourly even.

The orange juice is battling with my stomach acid. Two dragons using their firebreath. Two types of acid fighting with one another, fighting for control. The orange juice is winning, taking control of my stomach, sending a rush of pain through my body, sending shock waves up my throat, screaming to be let out. Roaring dragon want outoutout of it's cage. To be let outoutoutout of the black hole and away from everything I've swallowed.

But I have work now, because I didn't leave enough time because I was distracted and hungry. Sosososososo hungry. And now it's IN me. It's in me and it's not leaving any time soon.