i get stares all the time and if i could tell you what they meant if i could tell you how eyes pass through me like i'm just a body and not a soul if i could tell you how i swear you're the only person who has ever seen me as a real person; i'm not going to sit here and say being pretty is hard but when you're pretty people forget you're a person and when you're ugly people forget you're there at all so i've concluded that whether you're pretty or ugly it's always hard and people should stop comparing their pain to someone else's but look it's not like i'm going to start a revolution or something i just wanted to say that i just wanted you to know
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everything i never said
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