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Bones
I've always loved the feeling of bones.
Sticking out.
Caving collar bones.
Bumpy ribs.
Sharp hip bones.
Knobby knees.
Rounded ankles.
And curving spine.
They feel so lovely.
So I stopped eating.
It's wrong, once you think about it. I wasn't upset with my weigh. I just liked the feeling my bones. Sweet, lovely, bones.

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