Vignettes of an Eating Disorder, Part 6

“Jesus, wait, I didn’t even recognize you! Girl, seriously, you look HOT. Damn, those LEGS!”

If you ask me to have sex with you, I’m not sure I’ll say no.

“Do you want to, like, come over tonight?”

Not really.

“We’ve got a ton of leftover booze from this party we threw last week.”

DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY FUCKING CALORIES ARE IN A SHOT OF VODKA?

“I mean, if you’re not into it, that’s cool.”

I’m about as turned on as a power outage.

“I guess I’ll see you around, gorgeous. My offer always stands.”

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