The Woman, The Man, And Him.

The Woman.

Once upon a time...

There was a woman who was beautiful the moment she was born. Every woman looked at her with envy and admiration, for they all wanted to look like her and be her. Every man looked at her with fondness and horniness, they didn't see her for who she was but how she looked.
Her personality, however, wasn't very "lady like" nor "beautiful" the second she was able to walk and speak she would enjoy the opposite of what her parents expected. Her mother looked at her with disappointment and disgust. Her father looked at her with anger and frustration. The poor young woman slowly started to hide her true likes and dislikes, forcing herself to be like the others.
At some point she would cry herself to sleep for being a bother to her mother and father. She would ask herself why she was born this way and wishing she was like the others. The idea of being different from the other woman made her despise everything that made her, her.
Oh how hard she would try to change herself for her parents. Oh so very hard... But it was too late, for her parents already gave up on making an effort to understand and support their only child.

How sad...
Now you know her story and how much hatred she had for herself.
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Let's continue this story another time. Time wasn't on my side today. Not only that but her side of the story is short. Please come back next time where we learn about The Man.