She's not like other girls. When she looks in the mirror she doesn't see an ugly and fat girl who's a failure in life. She sees a girl who hasn't done much yet and isn't very pretty, but who's going to change the world someday.
I mess up a lot. I'm a cynical, bitter teenage girl who wants to give up on the world, but just can't seem too. Maybe I do believe in fate. Maybe love does exist. I guess we'll just have to find out for ourselves, won't we?
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