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i feel like i wanna cry, every time i step outside. this happens for weeks and months, for the years i still live in. i hate the way i feel about myself. i hate the way my body looks, i hate the way my face looks, i hate the way im weak, i just hate it. my stomach hurts. i feel exposed in my own clothes, that it makes me wanna curl up, on the bed or the floor, just to never show myself again.
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Apr 25, 2025
Apr 25, 2025 at 4:27 PM UTC
my body makes me cry
i feel like i wanna cry, every time i step outside. this happens for weeks and months, for the years i still live in. i hate the way i feel about myself. i hate the way my body looks, i hate the way my face looks, i hate the way im weak, i just hate it. my stomach hurts. i feel exposed in my own clothes, that it makes me wanna curl up, on the bed or the floor, just to never show myself again.
johndearboy
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Apr 25, 2025
Apr 25, 2025 at 4:27 PM UTC
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