Part #1

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When I first learned that no one could ever love me more than me, a world of happiness previously unseen was discovered because somewhere along the line of ageing and scrutiny and time, I was taught to despise myself.

But I made sure I kept myself beautiful so someone would love me someday, so I could belong to someone someday, because that's the most important thing a little girl could ever want, right?

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