Mac 'n' Cheese

My family loves it.
I'm the best at making it.
The little sister wanted some for afternoon tea.
I'm glad she wanted to eat.
I made it.
I ate it.
Pasta, butter, cheese spread.
Two servings.
Even after already having had a sandwich.
Thought I'd have something small.
Drink water after.
Did I get up to the water?
No.
Halfway through the sandwich and suddenly I'm cooking.
No one made me eat it.
Why did I do it?
Tell me, really?
It's as if I want to fail.
I want to be fat.
I want to be sorry for myself.
But.
I.
Don't.

Dear brain, tell stomach to shut up.
Dear stomach, tell brain you're full. Always.

Yours sincerly,
Lucy.

Hope you're all doing well.
I'm not.

..Will probably post here again later tonight.
Really don't want to do any homework whatsoever.
I'm sick of year 10.
Bring on year 11... then finally there will be a point to this all.