I don't wanna grow up, I'm a toys r us kid.

She makes herself sick. Because she thinks she's fat. Even though I know for a fucking fact that she is only a size zero. But she's aiming for a double zero now. All because some self centered bitch told her that she was out of proportion. So now she'll make herself sick. Now she'll call me and I can tell that there is still puke on her lips and I can hear the toilet flush in the background. And she's crying. She's always crying now. Because the girl that is supposed to be her best friend told her that parts of her are too big. She's a goddamn fucking size zero grow the fuck up you skank. You just ruined her life by saying that, I hope you know. She's strong, but I don't think she'll be able to shake this completely. When she thinks she ate too much. When she sees someone skinnier than her. When she's stressed. Under pressure. Bloated. The list will fucking go on and on. She'll always find a reason. She'll always find an excuse to justify it in her head. She was already on the fucking verge of this and you just sent her over the edge. I hope you find satisfaction in the fact that now your "sister" is slowly killing herself because of what you carelessly said. Now the rest of us will try to pick up the pieces of what you destroyed. You took a beautiful girl and made her see herself in a way that is now making her self loathing and destructive. I hope you know that every time she eats your fucking voice rings through her head. Then she'll go make herself sick. Because of you. You found her weak spot and now she is killing herself. Do you even know how psychologically deep this goes? Her own fucking father tells her this stuff all the time, so why did you have to do the same thing? You were the final verdict in her decision. She worries constantly about her weight now. Did you want her to be like that? Was your intention to put her down so low so that you could feel good about yourself? Did you say that sentence knowing that she would dwell on it forever? I blame you completely. Every single time I hear that flush, I blame you. I wish you the worst in your sick twisted life. I pray that some how god will ruin your life in an even worse way than how you ruined hers. Because that is what you deserve. I can't even begin to imagine how you could do that to the person you are supposed to love. To the person that got you that pregnancy test. To the person that offered her home when you were in trouble. To the person that first helped you to gain your self esteem. Why would you take hers away so fast? I want you to read this and fucking commit suicide you heartless fucking cunt. But even that wouldn't make up for what you did. Nothing ever will.