Love, Ana
Don't eat!
You don't deserve food, you know that.
You're disgusting,
and fat.
It's pathetic, honestly.
I guess you can have some water
and if you behave,
and don't cheat,
you can have cucumbers
or watermelon, apples or celery
or something.
See?
I can be nice!
I let you have something to eat.
Whether you deserve it or not.
I didn't need to.
No wonder you love me!
Sincerely,
Your favourite,
Ana xx
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