"How could he love a girl like me?
With veiny feet
And fat hips
And how my eyes are
Round like the moon's?
How can he love my ratted hair
And bumpy lips that never stop
Speaking?
Oh but its been
Awhile now.
My veiny feet has stopped pulsing
My fat hips thin,
And oh how I can't see through
My tiny eyes.
Will he love my smooth hair & lips that have stopped thinking?"
a.c
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PoetryI write my quotes in here. Feel free to read them (: mm i guess that since there is nothing, but sad stuff in here, that i should say that there will be triggering content so read at your own risk ♡
