Fat.
Obese.
Not sexy looking.
Or yummy.
Not a looker.
Who cares. I lead my life as how I like it. And most people are okay with the way I am.
I'm imperfect in so many ways, yet people still accept me for who I am.
The beauty of life is when you feel numb.
What am I now?
I miss you.
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