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I don't satisfy your pleasement

Hourglass body right? Clearer skin right? No pimples right? When I don't eat nor drink, I do it because my mind is full of grief, it's my punishment. I will again stop and eat the half of toffifee. Who ate the Nutella? Who ate the Pack of Chips? When you guys looked at me with Lust, I felt the need to eat ice cream with extra sugar..

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Book: Shattered Sighs