what am I doing? she says. eyes closed, hair pulled back. she sits at the edge of her bed. she stares into a mirror. she's fascinated with the blue blue of her eyes, and the way her neck flows into the rest of her body. It isnt so much that she thinks she's beautiful--she's involved with the way her body aches; she wants to know what they see, what
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