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Apr 2014
God I know I'm not fat
But I can feel it squish out of my
******* jeans
And my stretch marks run down my thighs
And up my waist
I don't understand
I'm not horribly fat
My stomach slithers and droops
Out of my jeans
So squishy squashy
I hate it I hate it
I hate being fat
No more fat fat fat
LS
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LS  24/F/Alaska
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