My Dr told me yesterday in the hospital I looked underweight. He could tell just by looking at me. When he asked how much I had lost I looked him in the eyes and said I lost count at 15. The Dr at the hospital looked me in the eyes and said I looked underweight and your face flashed before my eyes. When didn't you let go of my flesh when I told you too, cause now I am trying to get rid of it. After that night I planned my death. The Dr at the hospital looked at me and told me I looked underweight. I thought it was a good thing when he said it for a second I was proud.
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