At age fourteen, I wonder in horror how someone could harm the beautiful temple they created as their body without thinking twice.
At age sixteen, I hover over the toilet with my fingers down my throat wondering what it's like to love
yourself.
At age fourteen, I wonder in horror how someone could harm the beautiful temple they created as their body without thinking twice.
At age sixteen, I hover over the toilet with my fingers down my throat wondering what it's like to love
yourself.