-Poetry, Art and Eating disorder-They're all a part of me and of this book too.Rhyming poems filled with desperation, longing for eyes - to finally be read and to be freed from the torture called "life".I've gone impatient and also have been able to go back into the everyday life again but I feel like there's just something different - it's as if I'm not in possession of a shell that others do, a shell that makes them less irritated than I - for them to not think a lot about words- about our every day life - about everything. But what if those thoughts I bear towards certain normalities were...