What doesn't destroy you, leaves you broken instead.

We talked for a bit and Frank kept glancing at my uneaten food, like he was expecting it to disappear. I just laughed when he asked if I felt sick. I could tell it was worrying him but I wasn't going to say "Yeah, I cant eat or I might cut myself until every one of veins is cut or take every pill on the planet."

Notes

hi i just wanted to finish this lil 'scene' bc it was bugging me :-) I'll be updating soon enough with a new chapter c