Dear Rachel,
You are the one I fear the most. When I found out you had feelings for Chance, I never thought you would end up with him. I mean I think you're gorgeous, no denying that. But, you over tweeze your eyebrows. You are what many mixed kids want to look like. The gorgeous light brown skin, the perfect mix between a white girl and black girl hair. Where it is just a nice mocha color, where its thin enough to sway and fall down your back but thick enough to put it up into and bun without a hair tie. Your little ringlet curls and your golden-brown eyes will always seem to amaze me. Not mention you're short but then you have a great butt and thick thighs. Compare to you, I seem like a tall giant shipping box. My skin is a golden brown, along with my eyes. My bum is small. My thighs thick, my hair is big and curly and fizzy and turns into a big soft afro once dried. It's not pretty brown, its black and in the sun it's a brown with a red tint. Don't get me wrong, I love everything about me now. But, after everything, I look at you and mentally starting compare myself to you or Ill starting pointing out of what he would like about you. You are nice and pretty and trust me I know nothing about your relationship with him. All I know is that I want to be you. I'm jealous of your beauty and the attention he gives you. I'm jealous of the way he looks at you, the way he smiles and holds you. But, you were like a friend to me, when you meet me you were so nice and kind. You even set us up. But, now I'm not known for me but as his ex. You are known as his girl, I'm happy for you two. I wish the best for you.
Forever the Ex,
Unknown
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