I was posted in an emaciated-thinspiration community. Fucking WEIRD.
MVP said yes. Renfrew said yes (tentatively). Stupid ungrateful bitch. Fatass. No food no food no food no food…
The EKG results were lub-lub-dub lub-lub-dub uh-oh.
Being wrapped up in a down quilt on the couch at Raphael's birthday party was the best I've felt in a year.
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