“Dragged you to every apartment, dragged you out each morning, cleaned you, warmed you, filled you and brought you to my lips. Unable to part from my favorite ugly mug.”
~living is the best revenge
(photo from here)
sophomore year in high school was a major identity struggle – already labeled class nerd, the ugly girl with bad perm and glasses, and the girl who got beat up in PE class. i took the worst advice from a friend who was in band:
“be a flag girl!”
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