if my body protects me from this world, why do i have such a complicated relationship with her? comments from others linger through my head alongside the warped visuals i see in the mirror. i love my body as much as i despise her. she takes up so much space in this world, forgotten hands have searched her, substances flow within her. how can i let anybody ever see me this vulnerable again…
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