
You belong where you want to be.

You belong where you want to be.

I hope there isn’t any person who views me as a threat to being their true self.
I hope they don’t stay in the place they have outgrown for fear of me.

Lucky you,
You’re so special,
So chosen,
So important,.
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But I will never find out why.
Not until I die.
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Lucky you,
You are so tertiary that you do not need to worry,
you will accept what you are given in the end and
it will make you happy.
Lucky you.
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Lucky you,
If your husband wants a prettier, younger, wife,
You get a prettier, younger, friend to be forever pregnant with.
Or maybe hundreds.
Lucky you.
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Lucky you,
If you don’t want to watch him flirt, play, and be in love with other women,
You can choose
between a lonely Hell, or a lonelier Heaven.
Lucky you.
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