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I have a distinct memory of crying in my room after a 5th-grade dance Because the boy I liked didn't dance with me I stared at my puffy water logged reflection in my streaked mirror and wondered why I couldn't have been born prettier I never imagined over twenty years later I'd be doing the same thing But instead, I ask, why wasn't I born smarter?
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Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 9:29 PM UTC
5th Grade
I have a distinct memory of crying in my room after a 5th-grade dance Because the boy I liked didn't dance with me I stared at my puffy water logged reflection in my streaked mirror and wondered why I couldn't have been born prettier I never imagined over twenty years later I'd be doing the same thing But instead, I ask, why wasn't I born smarter?
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Aug 26, 2019
Aug 26, 2019 at 9:29 PM UTC
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