Starving for Perfection

All Jack wanted was for people to be proud of him and to be skinny. Skinny. That was one word he hated because he wasn't skinny. The little voice inside his head and the voices at school always told him that he was fat. That he needed to be skinny to fit in, and Jack was going to get skinny. Even if it kills him.

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School. School is something Jack tries to avoid. He's bullied frequently, ever since middle school and now it's his senior year of high school. The year that's suppose to be the best year of your life, but for Jack it fucking sucks. Jack didn't even know why he was bullied so much. Maybe it was the fact that everyone thought he was gay, yet he was; he just never told anyone that.

He just didn't know. Why did they pick him to bully? He didn't know. If Jack wasn't bullied he would probably be living a normal life like every other teenager in his grade, but no, he just has to be different.

Jack just hates himself, he just wants to be skinny. So he stopped eating and started cutting.

He just wants to be perfect.