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Chapter 66
INSECURITIES ARE what make humans imperfect and give them character. It makes people act out in ways they wouldn't have if they didn't have a feeling of anxiety, judgement and negative emotions attached to it.
I know exactly what my insecurities are and even being self-aware doesn't change anything about it because I cant overcome them. It has become a part of me.
As much as I hate my parents for everything they put everyone through, they did me well.
As far as my skin was concerned, I was honestly blessed with the relatively clear caramel-coloured skin. Apart from some occasional acne that usually happened around the time of my periods, my skin was fine, probably because I was always diligent with the SPF and washing my face.
Honestly, I wasn't the ugliest in the world, but nor did that make me a model either.
When I used to go to school, my friend Raven used to alwa
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