I Love My Face, Now

I love my face, now

I can’t express how strange it is

To hate your own face

But I used to do that

So much and so effortlessly

That I didn’t even notice!

Forreal!

I mean–cut me some slack

I was distracted by how much I

Fucking hated my own face

Now? I love it.

It’s weirder to me than the other thing.

It’s newer.

It’s nicer.

It’s harder to believe, but

Fortunately for me

I have proof, as a reminder

Each time I look in the mirror

I like him even more

The last guy I saw


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