- Joely?
- Yeah, Tangerine?
- Am I ugly? When I was a kid I though I was. I can't believe I'm crying already. Sometimes I think people don't understand how lonely it is to be a kid. Like you don't matter. So... I'm eight and I have all these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine. And I keep yelling at her: 'You can be ugly! Be pretty!'. It's weird. Like if I can transform her I would magically change too.
- You're pretty.
- Joely, don't ever leave me...
- You're pretty. You're pretty. Mierzwiak, please let me keep this memory. Just this one
terça-feira, 20 de maio de 2008
everybody's gotta learn sometimes.
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terça-feira, maio 20, 2008
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No, Tangerine, you are not ugly... you are just freak and alone. be good, mary jane.
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