MelzytheBeast

For the longest time, you tell everyone except the people you should tell They don’t need to know They’d try to help you And you don’t want that. You sit there and cry and starve and binge, repeat It could be considered a cry for attention, Except nobody notices. After a while, you become bitter. They have to have noticed by now. They obviously don’t care. They no longer deserve to know. Accidentally, you tell one of them. Oh no, hell no, she’ll tell. Except she’s pressuring you to. You can’t, won’t, and refuse to. Why would you? It’s been over half a decade. She starts to see things that

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