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Apr 2015
I noticed that the only way I eat is around my friends.
And they don't notice that I count every bite.
Or that I chew slowly.
Or that it's very hard to listen when
all I can think about is the way
food feels as it burns down my
throat.
I just feel eh right now.
Not sad, but not happy like I was most of yesterday.
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