#inspired by my own ramblings in the hashtag ramble channel accumulated over the last three years but most recently influenced by the barbie
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thinking abt how for me love only exists w a knife in hand, and i don’t know how to live without baring my teeth and hiding my neck, and I’m desperately reclaiming pink and kindness and trying so hard to take back the things I was forced into, but the thought of being a Girl*** rings hollow, but I love being a girls girl and I want so badly to be loved but I can’t fathom it in any sense of the word, and when I die I want to be someone’s loving daughter but I can’t see myself being someone’s wife, can anybody hear me???????
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