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Hunger no longer means anything to me. I am an emotional eater. Not a comfort eater. Food never brings me comfort. I get sad, I eat. I get too sad, and no eating at all. I get pissed off, I eat. I get worried I eat. I get too worried and no eating at all. Hunger never plays a part in my eating. I feel hunger, and I barely acknowledge its existence.

you don't know unless you know

You should have done worse. Really, I would have done anything for you. You should've hurt me worse. Fucked me harder. Taken more pictures. Forced me to do more for you. I just wanted you to love me, no one else did. No even you, I just realized. Wow, I'm dumb.

its the no notes ghoast

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tumblr’s code may change but no notes ghost stays the same

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Oh thank god

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imagine the shit storm when tumblr finally becomes so dysfunctional that this post’s total notes is finally revealed

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In case anyone’s curious about what happened to this post, it has to do with how we tally up notes. Likes and reblogs always add to the note count of the root post (the OP). However, the note count relies on the previous value of the root post before adding more notes to it.

Normally when you delete a post, it’s gone, but not gone gone. Just deleted from public never to be seen again. The database entry is still there, just inaccessible.

This post, however, the root post is just gone. Gone gone. Gone forever. Everything attached to it is still there, but since the root post is hard deleted, it’s got nothing to add to. When the note counter tries to add notes to nothing, it goes nowhere.

So it throws every new note into the void. Goodbye forever, notes.

I’m not sure if we’ll ever know the real number of notes on this post.

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*giggles*

I didn't want you to touch me like that, I didn't like you hurting me, I didn't want to be your dog, but even with that I loved you. I didn't want you to leave. You were all I had. You were mean. So so mean. I trusted you, and you told me to die. Why did you hate me? You hated me simply because I existed. And you made me pay for it. Every. Day. You forced me into so much. You didn't deserve to get hit, but I really didn't deserve to get hit when the only reason I got punished when you did was because I was related to you. You didn't care. I did. You didn't care still. You've suffocated me for so long, with or without your hands around my throat. And now I have to be nice to you. "You're her favorite person, go comfort her". I say no and people tell me I'm an asshole. Why can I not want to? Why do I have to let you touch me still? I take so much of your shit and I rarely complain. When will it stop? Never. It never will. Because I feel like I'm dying over and over again everyday. Your fingerprints are burned into my skin. You've marked me as yours and everyone will see that. They all want to fuck me. They all want to beat me. Everyone who's come along since you started, they must have seen it. And they will continue to do so. I'm too tired to fight anymore. It's clear I will never win.

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I'm scared! My head is killing meee! Fuck.

I kinda want a dad. But I don't even think I know how a dad is supposed to act. Mine, I don't think acted like a dad. I think if I got a pseudo dad, I would just end up getting aroused by him. Maybe that's not a bad thing. Just a dad thing, right?

My stomach is killing me.

(my brain: Hahaha, that means it's working.)