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hi. the sunlight behind your ribs is too bright for a boy wearing sunglasses. even though you could drown in his deep-blue chlorinated eyes, his heart is not an olympic-sized swimming pool (like yours). when it comes down to it, he will stomp on your garden heart, and laugh as the petals of your eyes crumble under his adidas basketball shoe. you deserve a boy who will ogle the marble you are carved from. you deserve all of the love that you give, in handbaskets and hugs and passing smiles. stop comparing yourself to the skinny straight-toothed soccer girls who seem to receive all of the love. all of the boys have come to be blonde-haired blue-eyed heartbreakers.
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Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 10:36 AM UTC
a letter to 12 year old me
hi. the sunlight behind your ribs is too bright for a boy wearing sunglasses. even though you could drown in his deep-blue chlorinated eyes, his heart is not an olympic-sized swimming pool (like yours). when it comes down to it, he will stomp on your garden heart, and laugh as the petals of your eyes crumble under his adidas basketball shoe. you deserve a boy who will ogle the marble you are carved from. you deserve all of the love that you give, in handbaskets and hugs and passing smiles. stop comparing yourself to the skinny straight-toothed soccer girls who seem to receive all of the love. all of the boys have come to be blonde-haired blue-eyed heartbreakers.
julia-plante
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Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 10:36 AM UTC
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