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Nov 2013
idk
I don't know
why my brain
works the way it does
I mean
I know
it's not right
but I don't think
there's any
other way
to do this

I can't handle
the constant
disgust
displeasure
utter delusion
looking in the mirror
looking at my arm
I'm so
over
this
annie
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annie  20/F/lavender skies
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