• (I made this AU for my pure unfiltered love for Poppy and need for Poppy angst + appreciation >:3 PFP art by me!)

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It had been months of this room.. V0mit was still everywhere, blo0d soaked her sleeves, the bandages.. Just everything. It had been hell trying to keep her sanity. Being st4rved, those stupid pills ‘meant to keep her happy’! She couldn’t even see that well, her vision being all distorted, just from that one eye. And she couldn’t even keep it in the open for that long!

It had been six months, she had started e4ting herself. She had gone so off the hinges she broke the mirror when she saw herself. Blo0d on her sleeves, it being obvious she hadn’t had a single crumb of food in these past six months, the v0mit on the bandage covering her mouth. She bashed her head into the mirror until broke.

Her entire head was blo0dy, glass shatters everywhere. She started cutt1ng herself using the glass shards.

It was all Delilah’s fault.. WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?!

WHAT DID SHE DO TO GET K1LLED, THEN HEALED, ONLY TO BE THREATENED SILENT, THEN ISOLATED AND ST4RVED?!

It wasn’t until she heard the door break open she snapped out of it.