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Am I pretty enough yet? To make you love me, To crave me, To want me as badly as I wanted you. I fixed everything, inside and out. I scrubbed at the deepest parts of my soul until they came out shiny, pleasant and new. Those ugly things, I buried deep down for you.   ...

It’s easy for someone to forget that I’m not okay. I am good at putting on the ‘okay’ face and pretending that my heart isn’t still horribly mangled from losing my dad. It isn’t something I bring up meeting new people because I don’t want to be the “sad kid.” When someone makes an insensitive ...