Synopsis
You can look at me as the enemy just like everyone else does, you can turn around and take to your heels because I'm the ugliest you've seen than a warthog. You can spit all those words and throw them at me. Somehow the world makes me feel less human, in fact nothing close to human. I hate myself every time I look in the mirror, I live for nothing material. If I'm living then I'm living to die.
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Your writing is amazing mama and I'm so proud of you, you have no idea. You are going places I promise you. It's been reveling just watching you morph into all these things every day. You'll get there because I believe in you.