Status: On hiatus - don't know if it'll ever be finished tbh
Fat
Saturday June 16
I hate him. I hate him so much. I can’t stop crying and my nose and cheek hurts and my ribs hurt and I want to die. I hate him I hate him I hate him.
Oh, I love him.
Fuck him. No more food.
It’s not like he loves me anyway.
Oh, I love him.
Fuck him. No more food.
It’s not like he loves me anyway.
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