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Perfection

December 10, 2014
By Anonymous

Telling my parents I’m not hungry, my nose getting the pleasure from the food.
Buying smalls instead of mediums, my body being squished and sucked into itself.
But at least I look skinny.
Looking in the mirror, my eyes making the glass shatter.
Waking up an hour extra, to put on an extra layer of makeup.
But at least my lipstick distracts my fake smile.
Boys holding my skinny fingers, they always comment how cold they are.
They tell me to just eat a hamburger; they don’t know that it’s hard for me.
But at least all my efforts got me a boy.



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