why food is life.

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as a 16-year-old girl, i would devote at least an hour of a typical day to staring in the mirror and crying. it became a ritual. i would just stand there, stare at myself, and cry. we had one of those mirrors that hides a medicine cabinet; it was divided into three doors. i would stand in front of the border of two of the doors, and slowly open

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[whatisimportant]

Hey Melissa,

Thanks for posting. I missed reading any and all things Mel-related. Keep it up please.

-Blake

[whatisimportant]

Thank you Melissa. I love you.

Lel