Mind Suicide

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Hope watches me too. She tries to get me to eat. Even now, it seems like eating an apple is bad. Or celery or carrots. She’s trying to sabotage me. Hope really wants to beat me. I know she does.

We pretend that everything’s all cool between us but it really isn’t—we’re both trying to ruin each other. Hope’s is going to lose because her family cares about her. Perry tells me that they’ve gotten her eating dinner.

Hah! She eats. She’s pathetic. A dirty mark on anyone like us. Hope lost all control and it’s going to be me laughing, clutching my beautiful bones.

Boo-hoo, good little Hope is eating. Boo-hoo, little Hope is gaining weight. Boooo-hoo, Hope is a fucking whale.