(YOU'LL BE FAT IF YOU EAT TODAY;

YOU'RE A STRONG BOY, DON'T GIVE IN LIKE YESTERDAY. I BELIEVE IN YOU, WE ALL DO,

GO ONE MORE DAY.)

video call, she looks at me, and 

yeah, in the past, i've ate on the call, but she tells me that

it's gross, she probably thinks i'm gross, so despite this hole in my stomach and that we won't hang up until 12am, and that's much too late

it'll be fat of me to hang up to eat, too.

(YOU KNOW SHE THINKS THIS, YOU KNOW IT, DEEP DOWN INSIDE, YOU KNOW SHE THINKS THAT

YOU ATE TOO MUCH YESTERDAY, YOU KNOW THE PRETTY BOYS DON'T EAT

OR AT LEAST, THAT MUCH. 

THIS IS YOUR PUNSHIME-)

"are you okay, baby? you seem distracted, if you wanna hang up we can--"

'oh, no! i'm fine.'

(...

......

.....big fat liar we are, hm?

i suppose it's what we have to do, she'll brainwash you--)

"are you sure?"

i nodded and smiled. i did, honestly, feel like i could've cried.

i don't want mia in my head anymore.