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Back to where I am. I keep ignoring the stares till I find myself perched at the bar with my sister as we wait for both of her friends who are my ex friends to join us. She is primping and adjusting her shorts. They are these black shorts with sequins. They hug her slim lips and look good on her, she paired it with a long sleeve crop top with net see through sleeves. Her hair is done in soft waves and fall down her back in a waterfall way. Even though my hair makes me stand out all the time I still very much love my hair. I like it even more because I got my mama’s genes. It always looks straightened. No matter how much I curl it within a few hours it is straightened again. I love it but it can be frustrating some times. Sometimes I want those bouncing curls like the wind would blow

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