I grew up believing I was hideous, a deformed creature that no one could love.
I managed to convince myself in college that I was merely plain.
I would say today that while I have an interesting face, I'm not a standard beauty.
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I never quite believed he thought I was beautiful, but it didn't matter.
I learned I didn't have to be the most beautiful girl in the world to be loved.
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