Uncomfy

Just went out to get check ups for the sex work. Although I don’t work right now. Need to keep up with the checks. Saw some girl there with the big bimbo lips and stuff and that whole vibe of the work. It just sparked something in me. That got my identity disorder in a twist. Now I am irritated about anything and uncomfortable in my own skin. Yayyy.. I’m not good enough, I need to change…

That wasn’t the first weird trigger today. That made me feel.. well I don’t even know what.. Good story! Lalala! So tired of this shit. Can I die now? Thank you..

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