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ice creams, cakes and açaí bowls fried food like fries and many more, my palate can’t seem to get enough of these scrumptious delights. momentary joy and everlasting guilt, I struggle to keep myself awake with these horrible thoughts. my waist, my thighs have grown to be superlatively unattractive and ugly. my heart is twisted dry how can I find solace in a world which values body much less belly bloating
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Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 12:26 PM UTC
belly bloating
ice creams, cakes and açaí bowls fried food like fries and many more, my palate can’t seem to get enough of these scrumptious delights. momentary joy and everlasting guilt, I struggle to keep myself awake with these horrible thoughts. my waist, my thighs have grown to be superlatively unattractive and ugly. my heart is twisted dry how can I find solace in a world which values body much less belly bloating
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Mar 22, 2018
Mar 22, 2018 at 12:26 PM UTC
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