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I feel(t) my prettiest with sunken cheeks and A dragon spine and A suggestion of ribs and A coffee stomach (disappointingly swollen) I turned in the mirror And slowly painted Away with dark circles Away with premature wrinkles On with the perfect skin the Black eyeliner the Huge eyes (i see everything, you ***** (post pictures on Yahoo!) (oh, a seven.) (disappointing.) There was no food in the house (she bought coffee with the $20 I lent her) I hungered for nothing but Cavernous blue eyes (my own) I hungered for nothing but To have fun (i can prove it) I turn the pages of my diary and there Is nothing but song lyrics (they made sense to me) Somewhere Testament to my weakness is where I say I want to be loved. (there's nothing left) (i was living when I was running on coffee) (i wish i could go back)
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 3:52 PM UTC
Too much food in the house.
I feel(t) my prettiest with sunken cheeks and A dragon spine and A suggestion of ribs and A coffee stomach (disappointingly swollen) I turned in the mirror And slowly painted Away with dark circles Away with premature wrinkles On with the perfect skin the Black eyeliner the Huge eyes (i see everything, you ***** (post pictures on Yahoo!) (oh, a seven.) (disappointing.) There was no food in the house (she bought coffee with the $20 I lent her) I hungered for nothing but Cavernous blue eyes (my own) I hungered for nothing but To have fun (i can prove it) I turn the pages of my diary and there Is nothing but song lyrics (they made sense to me) Somewhere Testament to my weakness is where I say I want to be loved. (there's nothing left) (i was living when I was running on coffee) (i wish i could go back)
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Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 3:52 PM UTC
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