𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇𝓈

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It was disgusting. Disgusting to have looken at the scale. Looking at old photos thinking why aren't I that skinny anymore.

Ashamed, his friends are smiling without him. What more could he handle when they start hanging out with him. Ashamed that he trapped himself in this hell. Its all his fault and only now its hitting him.

He tried so many times. Slightly putting the pad of his fingers on his tongue but obviously his body won't even fucking agree with him anymore. Nothing would come out and that's what frustrates him more.

He should've kept the blade he found in his classroom. He should've tried cutting of the fat when he was able to.

The simplest things that will benefit him of course he messes up. All he wants to be perfect because its what yoongi and most importantly his parents deserves. Perfection. Something he's not.