Here is a boy with paper skin who longs to touch the girl of broken glass.

[ineffectiverime]

This is foolish. This hand is still not my own. I wonder whose it is, and what type of a person they are. They seem to be very lofty, mumbling thoughts with such slicing precision; I have never witnessed this once before. Their eyes are bulging, his veins are showing. I wonder if he's some one to love. I wonder whose hand this belongs to. I wonder

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[unharicotvert]

My aunt made a huge deal at a family reunion 5 years ago (I was what? eleven) make fun of me mercilessly because I didn't have breasts. Mind you, this was in front of my dad's ENTIRE side of the family. I don't think humiliation properly describes the emotion I felt right then.

You aren't fat.

[ineffectiverime]

My God, your aunt is horrible! Always skip out on family reunions, I say.

[fudgenickle]

Yes, I have to go to the beach with my family. I despise the beach. It's gross if you think about it.
It's horrible when family members say things like that, but you shouldn't worry, you're not fat, and my parents tell me I need to go on a diet all the time. Maybe it's normal for parents to freak out about weight when their children are teenagers.

[ineffectiverime]

People piss in there all the time & jellyfish are scary & you are expected to wear a swimsuit.

Aggh, but that's just weird! You'd think parents would rather have plump children than anorexic ones. And you're not fat, either.