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Wait... Why do I even care what you want me to do anymore? You don't give a flying fuck about me... So I'm gonna tell people what I damn well please.
Me:So... what do you want me to tell people when they ask me how you are? or why we haven't talked, or why we aren't friends anymore?Her:*no response*Me:*thinking to myself* I can't believe I'm letting you CONTINUE to "rule" me. You're not my fucking boss and I can tell people what I want. Yeah. Suck it.
I'm 17, and a female:) I suffer from depression, an un diagnosed eating disorder (EDNOS for Anorexia) and self harm. Although I wish I was, i am FAR from perfect.
So, these are the inner workings of a mentally ill, confused, frustrated, teenage girl.
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