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dear seventh grade me you will not be a freak forever the first day will be like the newly primed canvases of your first proper art class the days after will help you realise that there’s a whole world outside those four walls and they will help you realise that you’re not as worthless as some said you were and you will stop feeling so ashamed dear seventh grade me you will stop hating yourself someday and when her head is resting in the crook of your shoulder on that creaky single bed she’ll find the scores up your arms the stroke of her index finger will say “I’m sorry you hurt” the trace of her thumb wi