Disgust.
Everything hurts. Fatter and fatter. I can’t stop. The noise is too much. I’m so angry at myself. I’m angry at my body. At life itself. I’ve no back bone. I don’t rebel. I never pushed the boundaries. Weak and pathetic. A doormat. Worthless. Useless. A drain on everyone and everything. Frustrated. Upset. Lost and […]
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