Tag: disease
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On Not Advocating Shit
I’m pretty sure my shit smells worse than yours. My friend said she didn’t want to be that girl. I told her not to worry, I had been that girl undercover for years. A few days later, I decided to try bulimia out again for shit’s sake (literally). I only tried it a couple…
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Untitled (because what is there left to say?)
She lays in the hospital bed moaning in pain her mouth forming a perfect “O” where her toothless smile should be her eyes squeezed shut as if every fiber of her being wants to purge itself of itself of the pain and disease inside And I wonder: when can I leave?
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