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I want to know what people see, I'll never see myself clearly. My brain changes and contorts my body, I'll **** in my stomach till I can't breathe, Nothing but high waisted skinny jeans, No tight shirts, dresses, or bikinis. I'm too wide in the waist too broad in the shoulders too chubby in the fingers too full in the cheeks And I'll never see what people see I'll never see what makes me, me.
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Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 9:22 PM UTC
body dysmorphia
I want to know what people see, I'll never see myself clearly. My brain changes and contorts my body, I'll **** in my stomach till I can't breathe, Nothing but high waisted skinny jeans, No tight shirts, dresses, or bikinis. I'm too wide in the waist too broad in the shoulders too chubby in the fingers too full in the cheeks And I'll never see what people see I'll never see what makes me, me.
bridgettfranklin
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Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 9:22 PM UTC
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