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A young girl stands in front of the mirror Her hands gripping on to her hip bones And she still believes that she is too fat She is holding her breath and ******* it all in Her lips are pouting Her eyes are wandering Her face is flushed She asks herself : "Do they like me?" Do you like you?
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Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 3:39 PM UTC
Do You Like You?
A young girl stands in front of the mirror Her hands gripping on to her hip bones And she still believes that she is too fat She is holding her breath and ******* it all in Her lips are pouting Her eyes are wandering Her face is flushed She asks herself : "Do they like me?" Do you like you?
Angelarosebravo
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28/F/Fort Myers
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 3:39 PM UTC
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