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| she hated her skin , her hair , and her beautiful eyes. She hated her stomach and her flawless thighs. She was fighting a constant battle within herself , and there was no one there to comfort her , to remind her she was beautiful. She didn't understand why people were filled with such hatred , so she decided to end it all a quarter past nine because in that moment all she felt was nothing. |
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