Hi guys. This isn’t the story of my first kiss. Sorry. I have bulimia. No one knows but me, and well you I guess. I throw up every day at least twice. I would like to say I’m getting better but I’m not. I’m getting worse. I’m running out of reasons to live. This is my note. This is my goodbye.
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that’s awful, I wish I could help! :((((