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my lovers' got a swollen tongue.

he uses it to mend my wounds (that he caused) i thank him profusely because i always confuse pain with love.

I'm still trying my best!

i go down on my hands and knees facing the mirror. one more day i whisper to myself. i haven't eaten for a week but that's ok

you see. i only feel pretty when im hungry




please eat<3


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