Dancing on my own

"You're hiding. You're hiding behind your safe, crappy relationship with Henry, hoping no one notices that you're not in love with him. I notice," my best friend whispers to me as I glance over at you once again. I roll my eyes and fake a smile and through gritted teeth I say "I don't know [...]

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Why do I hate my body?

No seriously. Why do I? Why do I hate my body? I don't understand. I just don't get why I look at myself in the mirror and hate what I see looking back. I don't understand how I can be so smart and intellectual and how I can be so many things, so many amazing [...]