I. 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 : ᴠᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀᴍʙʟᴇꜱ.

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is there something wrong with me? people used to tell me there were something different with me, nobody ever meant it in a good way, it was never a compliment at all. They all meant it to be the exact opposite. i don't want things to be wrong with me. why can't i just be perfect? i didn't ask to be like this, you know? i don't even know what is wrong with me. nobody ever TOLD me!! what's so wrong with me they pointed it out on a daily? that it's stuck to me like glitter and glue? is it my personality? then again, what fucking personality? I have way too many to keep track of. is it something to do with my appearance? is it the texture of my hair? the colour of my hair? the uneven strands? the length of it? is it the colour of my eye? is it the shape of my eye? is it the fact that one of them is more droopy and down than the other? is it my skin? what about my skin? is the top soft? too rough? too lizard like? too slimy? too sweaty? to rubber? my nails? are they too short? too long? a weird shape? a weird colour? my teeth? was it because of the incident when my tooth got knocked? is it because my two front ones were pushed forward? is it because i look like a horse now? is it because of the colour? what colour are they? is it my nose? does it look broken? is it too fat? am i too fat? i don't eat anymore!! that should make me look better right? would that make you happy? would that make you all stop looking at me? please stop. stop teasing me. stop bullying me. stop silently pointing things out. don't point things out. but also, please do, god, i just want to change for the better. i just want to look pretty. i want to look better. i want to be better. i don't like the way i am. i don't like me. why am i so different? why do you find me so different? why are you judging me? i don't even know you. do i act weird? i'm sorry. tell me what to change. tell me how i can change. i don't want to act weird. i don't want to be different from you.