Hanging up.

 

Words, like weapons, cut deeper than skin.

I am not fake.

Don't look down on me, thinking I am. I have nothing to prove to you.

I may not be her, I may not be perfect or beautiful, but that in no way makes me less of a person, I too, have feelings. Though sometimes they're too apparent for your tastes. In that case, let it go.

 

I have.