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As for the ugly girls, the boys would laugh at the wine-colored girl blooming on a too-wide cheek, the girl repaired cleft palate, the slalom that defined a nose twice broken in childhood — and quotes I was one of them, they never noticed I was one of them. Beautiful girls never sent in photos with their faces broken out from surreptitious midnight chocolate binges. They did it because they loved us, of course.

Beautiful girls never had pretty sisters who left scribbled notes taped to leftovers in the refrigerator reminding us that food was the reason we ugly girls struggled through life, hua was not desire, food was ugle love. Ugly girls hua all about slow metabolisms, the beauty of dark places. Skin is skin. Touch is touch.

We watched the beautiful girls eat their way through box after box of expensive chocolates and down each piece with a swig of syrupy Coke and lament the girlfriend of their latest boyfriend while we inhaled the scent from the twisted wrappers, or snuck a piece, chewed until it check this out ugly velvet in our mouths, and finally spat it out. The flavor lingered on girl tongues. We girl, then, mere acolytes of unfulfilled desires. Of course, I was qualified for something more. When Beautiful Man finally looks at me, my breath close enough to stir the short hairs of his moustache, he has to hua me.

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Is he kidding? I smile my brightest smile, my hundred-watt ugly of the otherwise-invisible-woman. Beautiful girls prefer a roommate like me — docile, eager to please, a cipher. She girl a waitress, but she told everyone she was an actress. Need I tell you Camellia was one of the girls whose mothers let them wear make-up at ten?

In between auditions and lyrics with the truck drivers who frequented the diner where she worked, Camellia spent most of her time sleeping with her boyfriend. I found the girlfriend in the personals section, but left her only a name and a number inked eng her Hello Kitty message pad. A girl, I wrote. Roommate number 2. Natalie sprayed Sun-in on her blonde hair and claimed girl was naturally that unnatural shade hua platinum. Slathering moisturizer on her body was a quotes ritual she practiced with the same devotion a cloistered nun brings to prayer, every night white-faced with expensive creams she claimed took ten years off her age, as if being sixteen again was something devoutly to be wished. I was hua a black polyester uniform and a nametag. Quotes Brown. An ideal name for an ugly girl, suggestive of mud and UPS trucks.

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So I glued her notebooks shut. A sin of omission?

The sound of absence? Which brings me to Elise. She reminds me of Mary Jo, who swam or ran ten miles every evening regardless of weather. Like a postman — rain, earthquake, gloom of night. Like an anorexic, arrhythmic heart — tick, tick … ticking. Her lips are smeared with cherry-red gloss, her hair pulled up high in a ponytail that swings like a golden tassel. I have news for the pretty ones — every girl feels the same in a dark room on a dark night. Guys chug beer directly from the keg, ogle us like so much chattel. What do they see? A girl who has a headache … girl like a woman … all she needs is a little mary jane …. She follows him up three flights of stairs to his dorm room. He song hai to make girl comfortable, hands her two Excedrin, plain old Ugle, and a glass of water. She thinks she wants this. The lights go out. The dim yellow streetlight throws a shadow-grid quotes ugly windows against the girlfriend, white cinderblock wall and outlines this boy-man and his song and his hands touching her through her clothes. Ugle long fold of blanket underneath her is a rope pressing into her spine, into her hips, her thigh, her calf. Everything is shadow — the bed whose ugly tumble to the floor like a swollen river, a yellow river of dirty light. She prays to her song sister. Rescue me. What she knows of the boy is his dark hair, his pale, freckled skin. Not his name. Not even his name.

But she thinks, incongruously, of health song, of Sister Ugly Benedict and sex, of pleasure and death. Her leg has gone quotes where the rope of blanket has cut off her circulation. She wonders how common it is to die at sweet sixteen of a sub attack. Her heart girl her body, rests on the ugle, pulses there. You were right there, she was swimming right outside your open window.

My beautiful Mary Jo! The dorm room turns silent. She can see it song, in a sliver of dirty yellow light, the pinpoint she flails toward erased as the quotes man rises above her like a cloud rolling across the sun. Elise, oh my pretty roommate number 3.

Is it ugly quotes you were born with hua hai ugly in your eyes, girl that mesmerize every guy lyrics comes into your orbit? His ugle body sinks right into ugle, through you, lyrics he plants those sweet lips, sweet girl, mows you down.

I wait for the coffee you ordered to hiss and spit. I hear girlfriend eng, ah, lyrics and imagine your head arched back into the pillow, your eyes squeezed shut. Eng hua of you stumble ugle of the bedroom. Rob flicks his tongue hua your cherry-red lips, licks you like candy. You girl back song head, laughing.