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Oct 2018
obsessing.
over the fact that my dress was probably to short
my smile too wide
my eyes on the verge of tears
my nose too perky
my lips too thin
my braces like headlights
my glasses all *****
my armpits sweaty
my face filled with too much hope
and my head filled with too many thoughts.
i wonder what he saw.
probably another plain girl walking down the hallway,
clutching her book,
looking down at her feet.
7:00
Written by
fabiana
217
     ---, Yann and Cné
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