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Feb 17
mush i feel like mush
disgusting mush
mush that’s been left out too long and you can’t refrigerate again
i feel revolting and disgusting
i’ve come to terms with the fact that i need to invent a sophisticated enough word to express the hatred i feel for the body that i’ve been cursed with
and you’ll say it’s the body you love infinitely
every stretch mark, hair, roll, and dimple
in my mind, i find you absolutely ludicrous
i doubt your words and ****** remarks
i think “you have horrible taste”
how could someone so perfect love someone so imperfect
in my heart, i know it to be true
that i am not as hideously tragic as i see myself
but the mind is so cruel  
insecurity is so tragic
today’s feelings
Written by
Victoria  18/Cisgender Female/USA
(18/Cisgender Female/USA)   
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