ruin the friendship.
i don't feel like i am enough for me and simply because i'm not pretty. i'm not because my hair doesn't reach my ankles let alone my shoulders and my words aren't sweet but my mind is beautiful my looks are not enough. i am not enough. i have never had any proud moments shared with my dad. all my highlights were captured by my mother and yet she thinks i don't see her brilinece. i love her. and i want her to know i appreciate everything in this life she has given me but damn sometimes i feel like i'm suffocating and i don't want to go through it again. don't smile at me, i know you can find something better and i don't need to go through these motions. we've been friends for so long because we never crossed lines, let's not ruin the friendship.
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