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in the morning


 

Photos of perfect people #Filter

Photos of perfect bodies #Filter

Photos of perfect models #Filter

I do no think these photos embody

the beauty of a sleepy smile, or the yawn of somebody you love

in the morning

 

I didn't eat for days because of the media's portayal of beauty #Filter

I was in the hospital with slits on my arms and thighs because 

of a perfect unattainable beauty #Filter

I laid in the dark for hours scrolling through photos who told me I'm not a beauty #Filter

I refused to believe my boyfriend when he told me I had beauty #Filter

 

I do not think these photos embody

the beauty of a sleepy smile, or the yawn of somebody you love

in the morning

 

I wake up with the sun on my shoulders, I wipe my face clean

I see the young woman in the mirror, and she doesn't bother me anymore

She reaches out and touches my skin, it's soft and warm and glowing

Fingertips feel and touch and caress nothing but beauty #NoFilter

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