wanttobepretty
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i look down
my toes are wiggling nurvously, as the blinking number between my feet
is not where i want it to be.
i close my eyes.
tight.
tighter.
she looks at herself in a mirror
she looks at her face
at first glance
she is relieved
she feels okay that this is who she is
and in okay with the fact that she cant change that
