One day I came home from school in tears because some other kids had called “fat” and “gross”. I asked my mom if I was pretty (still crying) and she nonchallantly answers with “well honey, some people just aren’t that lucky.”
One day I came home from school in tears because some other kids had called “fat” and “gross”. I asked my mom if I was pretty (still crying) and she nonchallantly answers with “well honey, some people just aren’t that lucky.”