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I hate you.
I hate that I can say that.
You did this to me.
You made me like this;
stuck in a shell.
I want to be free
from this weight.
I want to be skinny.
But I can't.
You left
a giant
hole
in my heart.
BOTH
of you.
I just kept filing it with food.
Now 200 pounds later, I realize that only
I
am to blame.
It sucks to know
that your biological parents don't even
care
enough
to support you.
I'm losing this baggage,
WITHOUT
you, and
it makes me
so
damn
happy.
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