Tattoo || m.c.

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* day 36 *

I'm so tired. I'm so hungry.

But I can't eat. I can never eat with all this fat hanging onto my body.

I am mostly sad. I miss him so much. I miss his quirky hairstyles and his laugh. His laugh could light up an entire room. I wish I could rewind time and take the letter back but I can't so now I sit here with regret and a broken heart, caused by me.

Why did I do this to myself?

I haven't eaten in 5 days. I wonder if it will kill me yet, I would hope so. Then Michael won't have to see me in the halls and be hurt in his heart. He won't have to look at me and see this... this imperfection.

I don't want to forget about him or the memories, though. I want to remember Michael and his sweet heart for forever.

*end of day 36*

"It will get easier sweetie," Mrs. Copenhagen's words echoed in her mind from yesterday's session.

Mars touched her cheeks, her wet tears reminding her of her hurt feelings.

"It won't be the same," She whispered before looking around her room. The lights were shining brightly in her room but it was darker than ever. The shadows were coming out and starting to enclose her.