the pictures of Clara

I saw these strange pictures the other day, and they really struck me as being so much like anorexia. 

she shows you a picture of yourself, distorting it so you're not satisfied. but she flatters you, saying how beautiful you would be if you conformed to her ideas

then, she paints you into a new picture.. a picture of death.

 she intoxicates you with her sweet poison, leaving you never satisfied, and wishing for more, always more control.

 until you agree, and you begin to feed her. the less you eat, the better she feels about it. and she grows. she becomes stronger and stronger, until you are hers.
















then, the more you go over  to her way of life, she becomes complacent. you are hers in these two pictures, and she thinks she has nothing to worry about. look at her, sitting down so comfortable, with the whip in her hand... Clara is cruel.

 i don't like this part. see, there are two alternate endings. this one is that you go over completely, and you die because of her. i don't like that ending.

but i do like this one. this one is my favorite.. because it shows Clara where she should be, on the ground with no hope of ever getting me back again. and i swear, someday, that'll be me.