Spilling Words. Broken Hearts.

|| Through a girls eyes ||

Girlhood. They all made it seem so exciting and something to look forward tom but I disagree. Rough. That's one way to describe it all. 1 is for the year I became conscious of my body. 2 is for the consecutive nights that I cried about my failures. 3 is for the people that I talked to about it all. 4 is for the amount of paragraphs I wrote on my journal, spilling all of my thoughts like I'm bleeding words. 5 is for the books that I read to find comfort in my own skin. 6 is for the pages of my notebook that I filled with poetry on my insecurities. 7 is for the models I saw with such perfect bodies (and I hated mine in the process of seeing it. 8 is for the amount of wishes to look different in a day. 9 is for the time I spent looking for answers as to why I have to look like I do. 10 is my desire to keep fighting, 

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