I hate how thinking of you makes me lose my appetite. But i'm glad it doesn't make me lose my composure anymore. If I ever would have said this to you in the past, you would have shoved food down my throat. You were always worried that I couldn't take care of myself. Well I'm doing just fine.
I'm back to being reckless with my decisions. Life's more fun like this.
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