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Seriously, you’re THIRTEEN. You’re not even allowed to dress like that! Go suck a dic-… oh wait.
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I’ve had one myself, but seeing people who are dying because people control their lives with words hurts me even more than when I hurt myself. Just stop, your ribs are supposed to be covered in healthy flesh, not stretched over, thinned out skin. You’re beautiful no matter how you look, like you for you, not how others want you to look.
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I want to be able to go to Guess without walking right back out, and when I do walk out.. Click, click, click! Snap, snap, snap!
