yes tangerine?
am i ugly? when i was a kid i thought i was. can't believe im crying already. sometimes i think people dont understand how lonely it is to be a kid. like. you dont matter. so, im eight, and i have these toys, these dolls. my favourite is this ugly doll who i call clementine. and i keep yelling at her: you cant be ugly! be pretty! its weird. like, if i can transform her i could magically change too.
you're pretty.
joely, dont ever leave me. "


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