The Difference Between Fat and Ugly
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"I'm fat Rosemary. I'm ugly"
"Yeah you are fat. But you are not ugly. Fat does not mean ugly Jay. Don't you dare ever call yourself ugly again."
Basically a mix of anxiety depression suicide and friendship.
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