Not my smile.
Not my eyes.
Not the way I laughed.
My nose.
By the time I was 12, I knew every nickname before it reached my ears.
« Beak. »
« Witch. »
« Toucan. »
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Not my smile.
Not my eyes.
Not the way I laughed.
My nose.
By the time I was 12, I knew every nickname before it reached my ears.
« Beak. »
« Witch. »
« Toucan. »
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