I kinda hate my brother..... He's not so nice, even though people think that. I can't get food around him.
My mom just came home with some Taco Bell and gave me my food. I didn't even know about this! And my brother started calling me big hungry. Like wtf?? And he says he called me that because I eat so much. Hah! I wasn't even hungry!! So I put the food away in the fridge, and told my mom I ate earlier. My brother told me I was still fat because I ate earlier. Oh, family love!!
He does this all the time!! Goes on and on about how I'm fat and how I eat too much and how I need to lose weight! And now, here I am! Sitting on my bed, crying, hating myself, regretting eating...... I dislike what he says, but it's true. I'm fat! I eat too much!! I need to lose weight!!! I'm fucking disgusting, to tell you the truth.
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