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Dysphoria

by what-i-feel

Internal convulsions occur when I stare     stare         stare at that body that people tell me is beautiful, but all I can comprehend is that slab of undesired waste piled up on that heap of toxic reoccurences that I am too cowardly to face.
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18 / F
Published
Apr 3, 2018
Time
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My body confidence is at rock bottom.

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#body#mind#mentalhealth#negative#image#bodyimage
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