Fuck It. I'm Beautiful
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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture11m
Dernière publication sam., janv. 2, 2016
Ever since she started middle school she's hated everything about herself. Her shitty brown eyes, her fluffy hair, her 167 lb body at age 11, with a stomach that looks like she 7.5 months pregnant with triplets, thighs that jiggle to much and of course puberty has to start so, acne.
GROSS!!
But as she gets older and starts to care less, things change. She starts to take control. She loses her balance for a little while buts gets back into step. Not alot can keep her down huh? We'll let's see what happens to our dear friend Tiarra as she goes through her teenage years.
Read to find out what happens.
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