If he could count the days right this is the 5th day he has sat infront of a mirror just wondering what the hell he has done to himself. 3 kilos in like 4 days? Why?
He knew it. He was eating too reguraly, normal meals and junk foods. Where did that stopping sence in him go? The one that said thats enough you pig.
Yes, it hurt but it hurt so good. He wanted to hurt. It was what he deserved for dissapointing his family and leaving with no word. All these years he such a ass. He knew it and no one could tell him otherwise.
Why cant he achive his dreams? Bei a singer? A dancer? A insparation. He can't be those things with this messed up head of his, but as odd as it is he wanted it to stay. It was one of the only special thing about him.
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