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“You talk a lot.”

“I am just being real.”

“You think your realness is based on your constant verbal vomit?”

“I think you are really mean.”

“I am just being real.”

You wouldn’t check my loudness if I were thinner.

You wouldn’t check my constant drone if I were prettier.

I don’t have the privilege of changing you.

So, I skip another happy meal, buy another glitter lavender mascara…


You don’t look into my starving eyes, anyway.