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Let's talk about this fact that we don't talk about it enough. We're all never satisfied with our body. Some say they’re satisfied, but I’m talking about that hush hush ache under the skin. Sometimes, I guess it’s just like one of those clothes we don’t really like, but still wear because there’s nothing else in the closet. Maybe we all wanna be infinite, and it was never about too fat or too skinny. We wanna explore more. We wanna feel everything with our soul. But we have no other choice. We gotta wear this till it gets ripped or too stale. I'm just saying It's all temporary, And we'll get free from these cocoons