i am sick, and i am tired. when you wake up first thing as the sun rises, do you fear what you see in the mirror on your way to the bathroom? do you find yourself reaching for the tube of face scrub and minutes later looking down on your red blotched hands and your even redder face in the reflection of your tap? and maybe you feel slightly better once you slide on the soft silk dress and your hundred dollar lipstick but once you're out in the streets in the mercy of unforgiving, relentless eyes, basing their intentions on the lack of scars on your face and the distance inbetween your hips, are you then reminded that no matter how hard you try they will always choose someone else before you.
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