Thank you for these monsters that eat every inch of my confidence and every inch of me that I like. Thank you for the monster in my head telling me that no one will love me if I eat cause I'll be fat and ugly. Thank you for making me not bealive any complement that someone gives me. Fuck you for telling me now that I actually have things that you want to be my friend. I'm not mad about the monsters and the depression and the mental illnesses you've given me I'm mad you thought I whould break and let you be fake with me.
