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i want to be myself with you, honest


but i'm afraid, so afraid
that you won't want me any more if

i sing silly songs that don't make sense and sound horrible

and i giggle too loudly for no apparent reason

and i snore in my sleep

and i'm afraid that you won't love me more if i just relax

and my hair isn't brushed

and my legs aren't exactly shaved

and my feet smell bad

and i'm not wearing any makeup

and i'm wearing my pajamas with Bob the Builder on them that I've worn since fifth grade.

so kiss me,

though my breath smells like the chicken pasta with broccoli and onions I had for dinner last night

and tell me I'm beautiful.

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