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Candace said: *all it takes is one comment one look in the mirror, bending over and feeling a fold* and i thought maybe I am her and she is me. And why does it take a freaking army for me to love my body, in all it's states and seasons in the minutes that it exists. If I am really something like star dust, valleys and mountains then why can't I love myself why can't I love my self
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 6:32 PM UTC
Folds and Creases.
Candace said: *all it takes is one comment one look in the mirror, bending over and feeling a fold* and i thought maybe I am her and she is me. And why does it take a freaking army for me to love my body, in all it's states and seasons in the minutes that it exists. If I am really something like star dust, valleys and mountains then why can't I love myself why can't I love my self
(c)Brooke Otto 2014
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 6:32 PM UTC
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