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remember when you held my hair back when i threw up?
who am i kidding, of course you don't.
you never really noticed anything, did you?

do you even remember my hair colour?
what about my eyes?
what's my favourite flower?
why did i want to die?

it would be unfair to blame you for all my misadventures, i refuse to stoop to your level.
but you could have at least noticed.
i skipped meals, i vomited.
i even duct taped my stomach in the hopes one day i'd be good enough for you.
because maybe if i was skinnier you would want to be seen with me.

your words haunt my nightmares and will do till the day i die.