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Mirror mirror on the wall I’d give anything to be small. Feeling like the hippopotamus waiting to be kissed by the prince. Are little girls supposed to hate themselves like this. I want to lead, be a Princess a Queen? Someday I’ll be what the people demand of me. Adjust the corset, tighter ... tighter. Stomach acid rises, my crown slips off. I am slowly decaying, the Princess of rot.
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Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 5:26 AM UTC
The Princess Of Rot
Mirror mirror on the wall I’d give anything to be small. Feeling like the hippopotamus waiting to be kissed by the prince. Are little girls supposed to hate themselves like this. I want to lead, be a Princess a Queen? Someday I’ll be what the people demand of me. Adjust the corset, tighter ... tighter. Stomach acid rises, my crown slips off. I am slowly decaying, the Princess of rot.
Maggot
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24/F/Utah
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 5:26 AM UTC
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