toxic thoughts

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i inhale the toxic words i tell myself.
drink my salty tears.
i exhale the pain and anxiety that's building up in my lungs.
i'm poisoning myself, dying slowly.
i try to feed myself lies to feel better,
but my stomach craves the unrealistic thoughts inside my head.
i crave the pain to where i no longer know myself.
oh how it hurts to strive for "perfection",
but what even is perfection?
long hair?
tan skin?
perfect teeth?
skinny?
outgoing?
everyday i beat myself up
because those changes aren't coming quicker or some of them i can never achieve.
don't strive for perfection,
strive for happiness.
strive to have confidence and have self love.
strive to be independent.
strive to work-hard and give them all you have.
strive to be yourself.

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