"Can we hold hands, I'm scared of the dark."
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March 10, 2016 - 13:29 -
He keeps staring at me, have I gotten fat again? I feel like I have, maybe I have. Oh god, what if I'm overweight now. He must think I'm so ugly. I can't bear hearing him tell me I'm ugly. So I asked.
"Harry, do I look fat?"
"What?"
"Uhm - do I look," I didn't finish my sentence.
He kissed me.
Sincerely,
Rae
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March 10, 2016 - 23:59 -
"do I look fat?"
That's all I heard. She thinks she's fat. Is it my fault? Do I not tell her she's beautiful enough? She's so beautiful and fragile. I love her. I'd love her no matter her size. Does she not feel the same?
So I kissed her. Because I didn't know what else to do.
Love Always,
Harry
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oh god, these just keep getting worse and worse, don't they?
and if you have the time, could you read Fat Boy? idk. if you do - thanks.
You are so beautiful. <3
Thanks for reading :]
- Hannah xoxo
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Recovery // styles [b2 Disorder]
FanficBook One: "Disorder" ------ "To exist or not to exist is the question."