When you see me laughing my ass off when people make fun of me, it doesn’t mean that I feel the same on the inside.
I didn’t know that my failed purple wedding was some kind of joke to other people.
I didn’t know that lelemaks covering my body was some kind of nuisance to other people.
So what if I am a divorcee?
So what if I’m fat?
If you don’t wish to see the beast in me, do stop saying nasty things about me.
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