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“I don’t see you the way you see yourself. I think you’re good, and sweet, and hilarious, and fucking stunning, Vee. And I just want a chance.” She stays silent, so I add, “You want to be chosen first? Well, so do I. So, choose me.”
“Vee, get over here,” he calls out, waving me over. “Oh, I don’t think—” “Get over here. I need all my girls together.”
“You don’t have to love your body every single day. That’s unrealistic to expect, but I’ll be here loving it for the days you can’t.”
I want to hate him. I want to despise every little thing about him because hating someone is so much easier than loving them when they don’t love you in return.
