Something that you said left me feeling so ugly. So gross. So repulsive. So unattractive. So hideous. So grotesque. So. Damn. Unpretty.
It's Time To Move On...
9 years ago
I used to be afraid of being me, but now, I can't think of anyone else I'd rather be. Walk with me and talk with me as I try to make sense of the things that inevitably make me tick, laugh, cry, pout, and love.
Posted by SiaDreams at 5:58 PM
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