Gargantuan slack-jawed hunchbacked creature pours itself over the seams of its dresses and kills flowers as it drags pale soles across the eggshells littering the ground.
We must starve it; We must **** it; When it looks in the mirror it cracks it.
Then heinous beast no more shall feast and emaciated it shall become. A shell of a thing, a carcass in fact, the meat falls off the bone, but its brain is still intact.
Poor thing. Warped thing. You wouldnβt think sheβs human, this thing.