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[an_engine]

my legs are tree trunks. strong, muscular, and brown. i hate them most of the time because they are not willowy and thin and knobby kneed. i'm frustrated by them in dance class and when i try on jeans with kelsey.  they mock me when i look at myself in my caprezio tights and leotard, saying, "Sorry, but you're stuck with this."  they make me feel wider than necessary, they make me bigger looking from the back.

i am exasperated with these thick branches stuck to my bottom half.  and no matter how many hours i spend on the elliptical, they'll be with me for the rest of my days.