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Weight Is Just A Number

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Time 2h 13m

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Patrick, when you pass out because of reaching your goal, (now you have that beautiful body you have always wanted) just shrug it off and say im fine, nobody will notice. You can go another day without eating, what's another day of living off of green tea and sucking on 0 calorie mints? You need to. Just another mile, ignore the burning pain in your chest and your asthma kicking in, just keep running. You need it. Just pop a few more pills before the show, got to keep your energy up and you wouldn't want anyone to find out about your habits when you pass out and get rushed to the hospital. You need the drugs. Cut a bit deeper, just a quick motion of your hand up your wrist and if you're lucky you might bleed out. If not don't worry, you deserve this pain. You need it.

A story about Patricks bad self esteem and troubled thoughts. © yourformerlover 2016All Rights Reserved

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