am i ugly?
When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can't believe I'm crying already.
Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid,
like you don't matter. So, I'm eight, and I have these toys, these
dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I
keep yelling at her, "You can't be ugly! Be pretty!" It's weird, like if
I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
Monday, April 23, 2012
in love with God
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