VIII HUIT

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I will never be the pretty one.

I will never be the smart one. 

I will never be anyone's favorite. 

I will always be the one everyone hates.

I will always be the ugly one.

I will always be the good for nothing.

But maybe I was meant to be alone with no one to care. 

Yeah.

That's right.

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