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My image for my own disgust with myself:
A pencil scribble. Just plain scribbles. Frustration is mixed in very strongly with my disgust!
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"The time has come, the Walrus said, to talk of many things. Of shoes, of ships, of sealing wax, of cabbages, of kings! Of why the sea is boiling hot, of whether pigs have wings..."
"I have a problem with low self-esteem. Which is really ridiculous when you consider how amazing I am.
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