“Loser” Label Is Fine With Me
I don’t know why I let it get to me. But I did. I stood in the mirror evaluating myself more harshly than I had in a long time. My roots are showing, my eyes are red, my face is pale and my spor...
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I don’t know why I let it get to me. But I did. I stood in the mirror evaluating myself more harshly than I had in a long time. My roots are showing, my eyes are red, my face is pale and my spor...
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The walk of shame: where girls have mascara dripping down to their armpits, a pair of heels in hand and a miniskirt, lacking their long-lost panties.
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