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hematoniss Mar 2014
My body isn't perfect.
I don't walk with confidence.
I get into fights with my parents and friends.
Some nights I'd rather be by myself then
out partying.
I cry over the smallest things sometimes.
There are days that I get through with
forced smiles and fake laughs.
Sometimes I try to convince myself that
things are okaywhen they're not.
I'm not ugly but I'm not beautiful.
I don't look as good in real life as I do in
pictures.
There are some nights that I cry myself to
sleep.
I constantly think I'm not good enough.
I'm imperfect but I'm perfectly me.

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