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Those feelings— guilt, shame, disgust rise up as I shove them down my throat. Trying to fill myself up only to have it emptied out.
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC
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Those feelings— guilt, shame, disgust rise up as I shove them down my throat. Trying to fill myself up only to have it emptied out.
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May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC
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