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Jan 2016
I’m sorry I am not the epitome of beauty.
But don’t call me ugly,
Then ask me why I have trouble finding beauty in myself.
That’s like shooting someone in the leg,
And then asking them why they’re bleeding.

– Double Standards // F.C.
The Bleak Poet
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The Bleak Poet  23/F/Wonderland
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