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I told you just the other day that I wanted to be a movie star if only I was pretty you stared into my eyes and asked if my mirror was broken 'cause I looked straight off the runway stunning I rolled my eyes and said stop with the lies I just want to be pretty A few days later I wanted to be a model goodbye food, hello gym I said I could do it if I was pretty you slapped me so hard trying to bring me back to reality but it was too late she was already controlling me Two weeks later I'm told I'm gonna die if I keep this up but I want to become a singer and a dancer so back to the bathroom goodbye binge You took me to the ER where people stopped and stared at the girl who would do anything to believe she's pretty
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May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 12:05 AM UTC
Being Pretty
I told you just the other day that I wanted to be a movie star if only I was pretty you stared into my eyes and asked if my mirror was broken 'cause I looked straight off the runway stunning I rolled my eyes and said stop with the lies I just want to be pretty A few days later I wanted to be a model goodbye food, hello gym I said I could do it if I was pretty you slapped me so hard trying to bring me back to reality but it was too late she was already controlling me Two weeks later I'm told I'm gonna die if I keep this up but I want to become a singer and a dancer so back to the bathroom goodbye binge You took me to the ER where people stopped and stared at the girl who would do anything to believe she's pretty
This is about my personal struggle with anorexia, so don't judge. I'm still in recovery, but I'm ready to let her (Ana) go.
alexisa
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May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 12:05 AM UTC
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