Dreams Are, By Definition Cursed

Glamorized... Am I Glamorous?

Beauty Set Up Distance Between Other People And Me. It Warped Their Behavior.

I Remember Being In Tears At The Hospital After Chloe Was Born, At The Thought That Someday She Would Have To Leave Home.

I Admit That Post-it Note Sheets That Adhere To Virtually Any Surface Are Now My Substitute Of Choice For Retention.

People See You As An Object, Not As A Person, And They Project A Set Of Expectations Onto You. People Who Don't Have It Think Beauty Is A Blessing, But Actually It Sets You Apart.