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'I don't think you get it. You tell me I'm exquisite, that I'm art, but you don't understand why I don't see it. Why I think about the scars and the imperfections instead of the things that make me 'wonderful'. You don't understand it, because in the morning you can decide you don't want it and leave but I'm stuck here.'

~except form a book I'll never write∞

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