Particularly unpretty.
This is a day when I hate the world for the stigma of unprettiness & I struggle with God's view of me as beautiful. I am a beautiful creation in His sight. Sorry, but that doesn't speak to me in front of the mirror. What speaks to me are the impossibly gorgeous, flawless women surrounding me at High Point... we are like the Miami of the South. The L.A. of the Carolina's.
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