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Jun 2014
I know it's just a number,
Something made up of ones, twos, and threes.
It isn't a label,
But I feel as if I've lost the stamp of approval.
I'm way up here
But I want to be way down
there.
After all
The less one is
The more he is viewed.
& sometimes it doesn't hurt to be seen.
December09,2013
Sometimes it's really hard to be content with my physical appearance. It's hard not to compare when all I see are tall, pretty girls walking around me. It's hard when my friends are the one who look good in clothes while I have to get a size up. It just kinda ***** some days.
Lani Foronda
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Lani Foronda  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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