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I want to eat, I want to eat, I want to binge and puke it all up.
But I cant, because I puked the last two days in a row, and my throat needs to rest...
Fuck this, why do I even care?
I can eat it all tomorrow, puke it all up tomorrow.
I hate my family. I hate my dad, I hate my brother for being so perfect, I hate my sister for being so intrusive, I hate my mom for being so fat and giving her fucking discusting habits. I hate C for not having to be here anymore, I hate her finance for being so skinny and smart and right all the time.
I hate myself for being fat, for being a failure, for eating, for not having any friends, for being too scared to do anything worth doing.
Mother of God, just kill me now.
But I cant, because I puked the last two days in a row, and my throat needs to rest...
Fuck this, why do I even care?
I can eat it all tomorrow, puke it all up tomorrow.
I hate my family. I hate my dad, I hate my brother for being so perfect, I hate my sister for being so intrusive, I hate my mom for being so fat and giving her fucking discusting habits. I hate C for not having to be here anymore, I hate her finance for being so skinny and smart and right all the time.
I hate myself for being fat, for being a failure, for eating, for not having any friends, for being too scared to do anything worth doing.
Mother of God, just kill me now.