" I understand," She whispered. " I understand that I will never be that person. The one they ask for. I understand my flaws more than you know. I know my flaws like the back of my hand. I know about the freckles on my face and I know that my hair isn't always in place. So don't tell me about them, or talk about them because your cruel words aren't as gruesome as mine. Your words might be trying to tear me apart, but mine are doing a much better job. Please, just please except me for who I am. I don't expect you to love every piece, but don't leave them out. I try to be perfect, but then again what is perfect?"
~excerpts form a book I'll never write∞
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Short StoryJust a whole bunch of excerpts from a book I'll never write. If you like one in particular then let me know I'll see if I can make a book out of it.❤️ Lots of love- huneyboobear
