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May 2019
"I feel marooned in this body,
Deserted, my organs can go on without me"
—Panic! at the Disco, "Trade Mistakes"


please don't break down
when you see what we looked like today,

my thighs say as i walk home,
rotting petals littering the ground,
but it's not our fault
you chose to wear those shorts.

trying to love yourself is hard. some days you'll feel better about your body, but i think that's normal. i just feel like i'm saying one thing but then taking it back the next day, like some weird cycle.
beatrice
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beatrice  USA
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