&Amp;Ldquo;Don’t Tell Me I Am Pretty Or Thin Or Sweet Or Good Until You Have Crawled Inside My Skin And Felt The Depths And Shallows Of Me. Only I Know Who I Am. I Live Inside Myself And It Is A Rotting Cage.&Amp;Rdquo;
whitepaperquotes: You are a little soul carrying around a corpse. Epictetus
