TW: body dysmorphia
A picture in the mirror
Breathe in, hold tight, keep it there
Smile
More
Teeth?
Eww
Phone in front of face, that'll do
Shoulders up, back straight
Hair tucked
Nope, one side out
Both
Shake, flip
That'll do the trick
Hand on hip
God that looks so thick
Wait
Camera, shift
Gone
The picture doesn't need it
The icon to the left
Give it a little click
Fucks sake and I've already deleted it
What will I need to become my idea of pretty and thin?
Stop, drop it, you will never ever win
Context: body dysmorphia, hating my looks
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All's Fair In Love And Lesbian Poetry
PoetryA poetry book written by myself about my own experiences and feelings and emotions.
