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I was already exhausted by the time the sun came out. I had spent the night awake, shivering under my white blanket and praying that I would get sick so I could avoid confrontation.
Dear Insecurities,
I am not and will never be perfect,Stop trying to make me into one.
I do not need to cake on makeup to feel beautiful,I was born naturally precious.
My heart is an ocean;
most wade near the shore, barely passing the sandbar.
Although there has been one brave swimmer, she had created tsunami waves that tore up my innards,
Sometimes my body is colder than ice,
I forget to breath twice in the moment.
Lighter than sand and heavier than bricks,
My body can only take so much of this ish.
Darker than black, madder than mad,
