texting || m.c (finished!)

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michael: i talked to your sister today!

eliza: oh cool.

michael: she's so nice and pretty! you should've introduced me earlier!

eliza: sorry

michael: we're hanging out this saturday! you should come!

eliza: i'm busy sorry.

michael: what? awe )):

eliza: sorry michael i have to go

michael: oh okay )): bye 'liza!

that night eliza sat in her bed crying. her eyes red and puffy. her body curled up in a bunch of blankets.
"fat, ugly, not good enough, worthless, untalented, unneeded" these words were swarming her mind. she got up and walked to her bathroom quietly opening the door and grabbing razor from under the sink. she looked at herself in the mirror and cringed at her appearance. she sat on the toilet seat that was beside her sink holding the razor in her shaky hands admiring the shiny piece of metal. you would never think a thin sheet of metal that's about 3cm long and 1cm wide could ruin a girls life