~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Peter. I'm ugly, I have crooked teeth, I have freckles, I have curves, my eyes are two different colours. I hate myself so fuckin' much that I do not talk shit about people. I'm not perfect, I want to be but I can't looking like this. Why don't you understand that?" she sighs. The boy just stares at her feeling sorry for the girl. "And if that's not a good enough reason then you have to believe me when I say this... I like you, Peter" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wrote in 2019