i have to distract myself from hunger, though it seems to consume my existence. so today i called felix. what a brilliant idea. essentially, it all boiled down to me calling him a drunk and him calling me a bony bitch.
god, i hate him so much.
more than i hate food.
speaking of which, i lost a pound, down to one fifteen. exciting, but not enough for perfection. i'll never be enough for perfection.
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letters to felix
Teen Fictionthere are so many lives to live. there are so many stories to tell. and so many letters to write. - previously diary of a teenage liar cover created by the amazing @effection
