Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Something Strange

I sense that some people think I was like most little kids with dark features, but actually I wasn't and I'm not a Spanish girl.  Lotsa people are making fun of me, but no one makes fun of my dad for having such dark hair.  You can't just go and label me to be a certain way.  True, I didn't look like a little granny with grayish curls.  You all just wish you were me.  And I wasn't a beggar with butt-length straight mousy hairs.  I had attractive friends.

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