WHY IS IT SO HARD TO SEE OUR OWN BEAUTY?

There was an older girl in my primary school whom I adored when I was little. I thought she was the coolest, funniest and most beautiful girl I had ever met and I wanted to be just like her. She wore the best clothes, was bright as a button and had a nonchalance about her which was remarkable. Whatever that infamous ‘it’ is, boy did she have it. I would

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