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*At the pool* My friends: Skinny, thigh-gaps, bikinis, unscathed
*At the pool*
My friends
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Skinny, thigh-gaps, bikinis, unscathed wrists and legs, perfect 'wet hair.'
Me
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Fat, tankini, overflowing stomach, cuts everywhere, band-aids, looking like a wet dog.
God I hate my body.
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catiebug
1 decade ago
lol thats my friend
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Why can't I just be happy for more than a day?
In case anyone wanted to know what happened with the pool party situation, (Most likely no one, but whatever), It turned out okay. I just put a band-aid on the deepest cut and didn't even pay attention to the rest. A few people asked about them but I just said I fell out of a tree ;) Which they believed because they all think I'm like partially insane. Afterwards, though, the band-aid came off, and my one friend saw it. And she was all "WHOA WHAT HAPPENED?!?!" But I just brushed it off. So it all turned out okay. So thank you for everyone who commented on my quote about it; I know I didn't get back to all of you but I'll try :) Oh, and I've gone 3 days without cutting♥
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I want a person who comes into my life by accident, & stays on purpose.
When guys get jealous it's kinda cute (': When girls get jealous World war III is about to start.
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