Book / Children Stories
Book / Fantasy
Book / Romance
I used to wish that I would be loved. I used to wish that I would be pretty. I used to wish that people would like me. I uses to wish that I could be skinny like everyone else. I used to wish that world would except me and make me beautiful I used to wish that I had a family that cared. But now, I'm a killjoy. Now I have a family that cares. People who make me feel beautiful. People who make me happy. Because were killjoys, and the world wouldn't be the same without us. Killjoys, MAKE SOME NOISE! ~aclc
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