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Sometimes.


Sometimes I hate the way my tummy pools out at the top of my jeans.

Sometimes I hate that I feel such hard hatred towards myself.

Sometimes I wish I didn't have to color code my m&m's and put them into 3's

Sometimes I hate when I have anxiety attacks

Sometimes I hate when I feel nothing but worthless.

But then, then there are those other times when

Sometimes I love the way I make funny faces when I'm bored

Sometimes I love the way I can play with the fat of my tummy

Sometimes I love when I can draw even with my shaky hands

Sometimes I love the way I can be the  bubbliest person in a room

Sometimes I love the way my voice sounds when it's singing my favorite song

And you will notice these things as well as I have the longer we date

And I hope, I hope you don't stop loving me.

I hope you love every curve of my body more than I do,

I hope you love the way I make weird faces when I'm bored

And I hope that you understand when I have my sometimes moments that its not your fault

and sometimes you can't do anything about it, I hope you hold me when I'm sad,

and watch Disney movies with me when rans or snows,

I hope we can still act like children together even when we're old.

I mostly hope you still love me when I'm sad

and don't want to do anything but get rid of this body.

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