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"ugly."

"stupid."

"disgusting."

you look at me, eyes as cold as the first snowflake in winter mornings.

"i'm not !" i try to argue, feeling uneasy.

"you're not?" you chuckle. "who gives you the right to say that?"

i broke down in sobs. what happened to you, what?

"pathetic." your words stab into me.

"worthless."

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