try2beme
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Traumatise is huge word but I took it like a fucking champ and only now I’m mad and sad about it
In six form I was so ugly. Malnorished, popping pills, ugly as fuck. I became close gradually with this new guy who became popular
He had the same coloring as me, darker version of my curls, tan, just looked the same race and pheno and people clocked it. Except he mogged me brutally. We were the same height but he wore platforms most the time, extremely better face at the time, he even had heterochromia so I had t50 and he had one t50 and one light hazel eye
He would kick me out his house to slay often, whatever that’s fine but I would literally have drought periods and a fat toxicgirlfriend for some time. he complimented my style too frequently. Even his girlfriend told him (btw she would have never liked me at that time) whenever she liked my outfits and that she liked my clothes.
One day he shows up in the identical outfit I had worn. Identical sweater different brand, identical cargos different brand, identical converse. Except he was substantially better looking than me. This didn’t bother me at the time but now it feels like a slap in the face. At the time I was just happy because he was popular and meant I can have many friends but it’s not worth it, that shit was brutal and I talk to none of them now anyway.
In six form I was so ugly. Malnorished, popping pills, ugly as fuck. I became close gradually with this new guy who became popular
He had the same coloring as me, darker version of my curls, tan, just looked the same race and pheno and people clocked it. Except he mogged me brutally. We were the same height but he wore platforms most the time, extremely better face at the time, he even had heterochromia so I had t50 and he had one t50 and one light hazel eye
He would kick me out his house to slay often, whatever that’s fine but I would literally have drought periods and a fat toxicgirlfriend for some time. he complimented my style too frequently. Even his girlfriend told him (btw she would have never liked me at that time) whenever she liked my outfits and that she liked my clothes.
One day he shows up in the identical outfit I had worn. Identical sweater different brand, identical cargos different brand, identical converse. Except he was substantially better looking than me. This didn’t bother me at the time but now it feels like a slap in the face. At the time I was just happy because he was popular and meant I can have many friends but it’s not worth it, that shit was brutal and I talk to none of them now anyway.
