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My body isn't perfect.
But I walk with confidence.
Some nights I would rather be myself than out partying.
I cry over the smallest things.
There are days that I get through with forced smiles and fake laughs.
Sometimes I try to convince myself that things are ok when they're not.
I'm not ugly, but I'm not beautiful.
My real life isn't as good as in pictures
There are some days when I cry myself to sleep.
I'm imperfect but i am perfectly me.