Chapter Forty-Four

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War of the Worlds

I want to eat everything.

I want to eat nothing.

I want to be bulemic.

I want to be anorexic.

I want to eat.

I want control.

I want to cut.

I don't want to cut.

I want to self harm.

I don't want to self harm.

I want to hurt.

I don't want to hurt.

I want to burn.

I don't want to burn.

I want control.

I want to be free.

I don't want to be free.

I want to cry.

I don't want to cry.

I want control.

I want to hold him accountable.

Yes, accountable.

I am the only person in this world who will know to.

I want control.

I was afraid he'd kill me.

I don't want to die.

I want him out of me.

I want control.

I don't want.

I don't want.

I never wanted.

I never wanted him.

"... I never agreed to sex."

I never agreed to life in death.

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