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The ache in my stomach motivates me to keep going The steadily decreasing number on the scale makes the hunger pains and sleepless nights, the bruises on my vertebrae I slip up I cry The walls close in The cycle starts again
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Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 1:24 AM UTC
Ache
The ache in my stomach motivates me to keep going The steadily decreasing number on the scale makes the hunger pains and sleepless nights, the bruises on my vertebrae I slip up I cry The walls close in The cycle starts again
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Atticus
23/Trans Male
Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 1:24 AM UTC
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