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Uglyme
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My mom never allowed me to go to parties, even when I was never invited to go, I still believed I could get in without being noticed. Ive never had friends but I though that if I could go to one, I'd get some, maybe even a girlfriend. My mom's very religious and she thought that parties were the devil's ground where people drink, get high and commit sexual immorality. She was right, but I realized the reason for not allowing me to go was not because of fear of me getting lost. She knew that those parties would've been a suifuel for a deformed creature like me. I' would've got bullied there, I'd probably would've had to see all chads and stacies making out, dancing, having fun while I'd be there alone in a corner. She knew from the very beginning that a subhuman like me would've never had any chance to ascend at any party. Now I'm thankful for that because my mom spared me a lot of suffering to my already shitty life.