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i want to rip off my own skin piece by piece and stitch it back together so that it matches hers i want to carve my cries into each and every bone filing away at myself until I fit her frame i want to cut and cut and cut slashing down to my core until there is only enough fat to mold myself into her shape i want to scrape off my STUPID ******* FACE erasing every feature until my very essence has disappeared and i LOOK LIKE HER her the ever changing image of beauty the elusive illusion of perfection the woman we all strive to be the woman the image the ideal the ideal that not even she herself can attain
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Nov 25, 2020
Nov 25, 2020 at 2:27 AM UTC
the plight of the wishing woman
i want to rip off my own skin piece by piece and stitch it back together so that it matches hers i want to carve my cries into each and every bone filing away at myself until I fit her frame i want to cut and cut and cut slashing down to my core until there is only enough fat to mold myself into her shape i want to scrape off my STUPID ******* FACE erasing every feature until my very essence has disappeared and i LOOK LIKE HER her the ever changing image of beauty the elusive illusion of perfection the woman we all strive to be the woman the image the ideal the ideal that not even she herself can attain
#woman#beauty#selfimage#perfection#her
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nuancedatnight
22/F/united states
Nov 25, 2020
Nov 25, 2020 at 2:27 AM UTC
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