I....im like. I like mybody today???? The fuck??? Like it really does what it's supposed to do, it carries my brain around, every single day. It doesn't look like i wanted it to most of my lufe, but why should that matter? It does its job, and like. That's pretty awesome. I've never judged other peoples bodies, so i really shouldn't judge my own. Especially when all it does is exist
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