Office by Alex Penny
victorrrrria=my name.
for some odd reason, my best friend likes to think of me as a box of crayola crayons.
think whatever you like.
forget about stress
a grade is just a number
enjoy summer’s sun
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over the weekend, a guy told me i had fat thighs (which i do). my first reaction was a sharply audible gasp that apparently confused the guy for he proceeded to ask me “what’s wrong?!” i replied how i was just shocked he would say that, and he let me know that he was shocked too— for the sole reason i was surprised he would say such a thing. as i sat still in stunned silence, this guy went on to tell me that “it’s a good thing!” ”maybe to you,” i thought, “but not to a girl struggling with body image.” i liked the guy, and not wanting to totally lose my cool, i spat back a casual joke, telling him i needed fat thighs to support my big ass (which i do). again, he shocked me, agreeing with me right off the bat, yet complimenting my donk ass well. definitely one of the most unique experiences of a “compliment” i have ever had, but reflecting back it might now be one of my favorites. i’ve never had someone be that straight up with me. it was refreshing, and i liked it, and maybe all along i’ve been secretly seeking someone who will just tell the truth to my face. no bullshit, just telling me how it is and accepting me for how i am. it’s actually much appreciated.
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It’s a losing battle that I fight,
This war I fight alone,
A losing battle fraught with failure,
Conquered by a foe,
A losing battle that I fight
Despite the loss I gain,
A losing battle crashing down;
My failures keep me sane.
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