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2d
i feel like i wanna cry,
every time i step outside.

this happens for weeks and months,
for the years i still live in.

i hate the way i feel about myself.

i hate the way my body looks,
i hate the way my face looks,
i hate the way im weak,
i just hate it.

my stomach hurts.

i feel exposed in my own clothes,
that it makes me wanna curl up,
on the bed or the floor,
just to never show myself again.
john
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john  16/M
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