Sunday, April 4, 2010

I've figured you out.

Yeah, that's right.
I've sifted through your lies, and your anorexia is bullshit.

Yes, I called it bullshit.

Because you're not in the hospital. You're not in recovery.

If you were, you wouldn't be on Facebook every hour of every day.
You wouldn't be allowed to go places, to the movies with friends, elsewhere.
You wouldn't have been allowed to have your birthday party at a goddamn restaurant, only a week after you told everyone you were in the hospital. Or, what you told some people, that you're in recovery for your anorexia.

Actually, my favorite story that you told people was that you were going to California to live with your cousin and pursue modeling.

Pause, while I laugh at you.

You're fucking pathetic, a fucking attention whore.
So am I, but at least I don't lie my ass off to people I supposedly care about.

1 comment:

  1. Ooh, are you talking about J? Yeah some people will do anything for some attention...