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She stared at the six little pills in her hand one to be skinny one to be pretty one to be smart one to be funny one to be happy one to be perfect. She took them one by one, feeling them slip down her throat. at last, she finally felt skinny pretty smart funny happy perfect. little did she know, none of these things mattered anymore for these things she once wanted now were the things that killed her.
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 5:06 PM UTC
Six Little Pills
She stared at the six little pills in her hand one to be skinny one to be pretty one to be smart one to be funny one to be happy one to be perfect. She took them one by one, feeling them slip down her throat. at last, she finally felt skinny pretty smart funny happy perfect. little did she know, none of these things mattered anymore for these things she once wanted now were the things that killed her.
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 5:06 PM UTC
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