Three things for you:
1. Stop being so fat.
2. Stop being so fucking useless.
3. I hate you.
Love,
me
I was sitting on the porch this afternoon having a smoke, and watched an ant crawl in front of me. And I literally thought to myself: "i wish i were the size of an ant."
I feel crazy. I don't want to eat anymore. ever.
considering calling a therapist on thursday.
i probably wont do it though.
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