When you think of body images, what do you think about?
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My mother would take the cake away from me, and she would put a big balloon in my mouth and I would say, “No, Mommy.
This cake is mine.”
My mother said, “You have a problem.”
And I would laugh.
I was the type of kid that wanted to make people happy.
And I had these really weird dreams.
I would wake up with my mommy, and I had this big balloon on my head, and when she took it out of my mouth, it would go up in the air, and then it would come down again.
I had dreams that were about my mom and her dollhouse, and it was like, Wow!
She’s got a coffin!
And I was like my mother!
I loved dolls, but I didn’t want to play with dolls.
And then one day, my mother called and she said, I got an idea.
Why don’t we play with the cake, and we’ll pretend we’re playing with a cake, just like we did when we were kids.
I wanted to be a clown, so I thought I would make a doll, and the cake was a toy.
And so I made a doll of myself.
And it turned out to be me.
I think it was really fun.
I can tell you the cake has always fascinated me.
The cake is so intricate.
And the cake is very, very elaborate.
So I made the cake for my birthday.
I got a cake from my grandma, and my grandma put it in the cake tub and threw it in my room.
It was really cool.
And my mom was so proud of me.
So she put a piece of cake in my hair and I put it up in my bedroom.
And that was the beginning of my life as a clown.
Then one day when I was in kindergarten, I took my teacher to my room and I opened my mouth.
And a picture of me standing in my classroom came out of the book.
And in the book is a picture with a doll on the floor, holding a doll.
And as I walked out of there, I saw the doll hanging on the side of the door. I