"that's not cute" he said to me
as though I thought it was
the scars on my arms I will never consider cute
"I know it's from years ago" I reply curtly
five long years and I'll have imperfections on my body people will tell me aren't cute because they judge me as someone who harms their own body because it could some how be cute.
you know what is not cute. You.
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Basically Poetry
PuisiWhy base your HAPPINESS On something that is potentially TEMPORARY That is like agreeing to DROWN When you know how to SWIM
