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Taking pictures of myself has, at my cruelest, been a way for me to check on how disgusting I am. Proof that my outside matches my inside. 


I don't have time for that behavior anymore. 


I do not need to be embarrassed by myself. 


Compiling selfies from the past year, I am finding pleasure in my own image. To look, to accept, to love. 

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