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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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