pretty girl

i always thought of myself as a pretty girl until i saw other girls, then i thought of myself as a pretty girl until those pretty girls opened their mouths and said things that weren't pretty at all. their words were ugly their hearts were ugly their soul was ruined by the cursed words they spoke

so i looked at those pretty girls with pretty faces with their pretty makeup on and their pretty hair and pretty clothes and i listened i listened to their pretty girl words

until i realized they aren't pretty at all

but i am

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