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Help me draw the dagger deeper
Last night, I attempted to rip my face off with my bare hands. I was hoping a little lever was appear under my chin, and I could just grab it, slide it upwards, and my face would come off. Then maybe a new, better, prettier, no-acne-covered face would appear in it's place, and maybe give me pretty red hair to replace my poo-colored hair. But alas, it did not work.
Well, I am going to complain now. If you don't want to hear it, then leave. But it's your fault if you read this, so don't rave about "Stop complaining for attention!". It's your fault, you read it.
Anyway...I hate my face. I hate my body. I hate my hair, my eyes, my skin. I want to take a knife and cut it all off, and shape myself with it, and make myself look better. I want to kill it, kill the ugliness, make sure it dies and never comes back, bleed it all out. I hate how I look. I want to be pretty, like my friends are, like other girls are. I want my voice to sound like a girl's. Hell, I hate my voice too. So many people have told me I sound like a guy. Why?! I want to be pretty and smart and just...pretty like all other girls. If I had a quarter for everytime I've complained like this, I would be so rich, it wouldn't even be funny. I would be 4000x richer than Bill Gates. Heh.
There, rant over.
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