I wish I had somebody. Anybody. Sometimes I feel like there's something wrong with me. I think I'm missing something. Sure I'm not the prettiest one here, or the thinnest, but there are fatter, uglier girls walking around whoring it up.
I hate being me, I look up other famous mixed people, but it doesn't help. I hate being so different, I hate not knowing who I am or what I will do with my life,--
But then I see her, with her long, brown curls and laughing freckles, and it's all okay. She's so beautiful, but she's not like me. But even if I don't have her love, I'm glad I have her friendship. She is the one thing in the world that is right.
-Splatterpunk
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Nothings wrong with you. And you do have someone you have me. Mo matter what you will always have me!
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