You bastard
Oh god, I'm so sorry... I feel awful. I promise you and I know I've said it before but I will starve, I'll welcome the burning and beautiful hunger. I won't eat like this 'cause if I do I know I'll put on weight. Why is it so hard? Why must that delicious piece tease me so? I must do this, for myself I must take the control.
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