For as long as I could remember, I never really did see myself as the perfect child.
Beauty wise, I was a solid four on good days. Each time I could see myself in the mirror, no matter how short or long I looked for, I could always find the smallest imperfection. Whether it was the fact that I thought my nose was too wide, my lips were a bit too big or that I was a little too chubby for the common eye, there was always something that I could see that other's could not. No matter how hard I tried to dismiss the comments, they would always continue to come back with a vengeance.
These thoughts would make me the perfect candidate for thinking that I was unattractive to the opposite sex as well. All my life, I've seen the lighter-skinned members of my family get the handsome males or the ones who would truly find them beautiful instead of for their money or body. Whilst I was currently involved in a three year relationship with my Netflix account and any food that would make its way into my room.
Nothing was going to change.
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I know this is a little short, but I'm starting the story soon. Thank you for reading
xX violette
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wonderland // an interracial romance
Teen Fiction"I don't believe in fairy tales or happy endings; they don't exist." "Because you haven't experienced it first hand. I already have." "When?" "As soon as you walked through that door." ------- Inspired by the song Wonderland by Natalia Kills. cover...