The roll you get when you sit down doesn't mean anything. You know that boy who left you without warning and made you feel bad? He isn't good enough for you. Your legs are practically perfect but make you feel fat. Those days when you feel like your head is a pool of depression is just a bad day. Everything that makes you feel bad doesn't mean anything because everything about you is perfect. You are perfect. You are enough.
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Just incase you needed this :)
If any of you are feeling down you can always talk to me <3
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Poetry ☹ Lukeyslaugh
Poetrypoetry ˈpəʊɪtri/ noun literary work in which the expression of feelings and ideas is given intensity by the use of distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a ge...
