𝙄𝙉𝘼𝙍𝘼 You can spot the difference between people at times, good and bad, happy and mellow. Some look healthy and joyful and some, well not so much. You could see those who grew up carefree and did what they wanted, dying their hair pink with cool aid, wearing short shorts, not counting the footsteps from the other side of the door, not being scared to speak their mind and not counting the calories of the food they ate. It was pretty evident. And then there was me. Highest Rankings: #2 All my love #1 POC writers #32 United