I could say it, but you won’t believe me You say you do, but you don’t deceive me

I don’t like this. I hate the over-analytically mind numbing moments. The ones where you look in the mirror and think why. I tend to think ‘when?’ More often than anything.
When will I like what I see totally and completely?
When will my stomach go away?
When can I get plastic surgery?
When will I feel beautiful and attractive?
When will someone tangible come along?


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