It didn't matter to you. I know because you've forgotten about it in just a few days time. But I didn't forget. I can't forget. I laughed it off as what you had started, spread around the goup. It was a joke, I get it. But it hurt. And you didn't seem to care. There's a story that you don't know. A story you wouldn't care to hear. A story about a girl trapped in a body she hated, a body she despised. So she vowed to change it. Soon that body was frail and covered in scars. She had had made herself sick so many nights and skipped so many meals. But she changed it all. It wasn't easy but she worked hard to save herself from the destructive path she had set before herself. She couldn't stand to look in the mirror as her once frail body morphed into the thing she had hated before. She was so painfully aware of what had happened. She saw everything come back and she hated it, though those around her thought she was better. She had been good for so long until you pointed it out. Up until those moments that you "joked" about how fat she was she had been doing so well. But you didn't care. You had already forgoten. So she went home hurt. So she vowed to change it.