Dear Bully

eight

i saw the pretty blonde in the bathroom today. she was touching up her makeup in the mirror. when she saw me come in she said she wanted to help me. i asked what she meant. she said she just felt sorry for me about how ugly i am and that she wished she could help me look more like a human than a troll. that even the most experienced makeup artist couldn't touch my face without fear of making it worse. i thanked her and walked right back out.