Picture Perfect Mind
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Most people who look into the mirror just see a mirror image, what I see is so much more. When you look at a hamburger you just see a hamburger, the only thing I can see is billions of numbers. All the models you see look so thin but when you look into the mirror you just see a mess, a big, ugly, fat, annoying, stupid, worthless piece of shit. And sometimes you think 'maybe I dont need this piece of chocolate, maybe I can skip lunch this time'.
Everybody looks down on themselves sometime but why? We are born diffrent for a reason, right? Its like you need to be thin to fit in or that you need expensive brands, why cant you just be yourself, why do you have to be like all the others?
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