Bellyful
A victory. Today my parents didn't fight, Sweet victory - I ate a lot of delicious fat. Victory, Pretty Ugly Victory. A victory. Today I don't need to hide. Sweet victory - I swallowed every ounce of pride, and vomited my past fat. (slapped) Turns out it's just another silent fight. Just - Another sleepless night. Another me that has to hide.
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