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I don’t love people

I don’t trust people

I think

I’m too crazy for people

I mess things up

I ruin lives

I hate my body

I think my hair color is gross

I have depression

I have crippling insecurities

I never think I’m enough

I’m a mess in a dress

I’m really weird

But that all changed

when she called me beautiful and smiled