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Re: Dirty Little Secrets. -
December 26th 2011, 02:56 AM
In one of my dreams last night, my body kept morphing. I grew taller and thinner, shorter and fatter, longer limbs or a different face. People were changing me like I was made of wax, they kept making me their idea of what's beautiful.
I woke up and fought back tears.
That's what I'm doing to my body, isn't it?
Well, it doesn't matter.
I'm not stopping.
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