Me and my friend called my crush. I've liked him since January. He's been one of my friends for a year. A closer one for about 2 months now. Yes-that means I liked him before we were close friends. We called him; his friend was over. His friend is my....somewhat friend. Someway, somehow, his voice slipped through the speaker when it wasn't supposed to. "Yea she's fat" talking about me, as I had hear them before. I couldn't cry-my friend was over. She probably hadn't heard it. My whole world came crashing down. My friend went home at 12 pm the next day; my mom left at 1 pm. I started crying as soon as I heard the front door close. And I cried until 6 pm when I hear her car lock. If only he realized how many times I've look in the mirror, sucked my stomach in, and still not been happy. If only he realized how many times I look into 2 mirrors side by side and I'm finally happy with what I see. If only he realized how I constantly bully myself. If only he realized how self-contious I am. If only he knew that since I heard that; I haven't eaten as much. If only he knew that after he said that, I cried myself to sleep for a week, and still do from time to time. His words hurt me. His words broke me. His words ruined me...