The skin I’m in.

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I have hated my body, hated myself. I’ve scarred it, wanted out of it, abused it.
But the more ink I put on it, the more it becomes mine. The more it reflects me. I don’t care what society thinks of my tattoos or what motifs I choose. They are mine.

They are me.

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