I have stretch marks all over my buttocks because I was still in a child’s body when I became a woman. I hated them, when I had to put my bathing suit on. I wanted them to be invisible, just like a ghost. But I don’t want that, anymore. I want my scars to be little, shiny pieces of art. Better if they’re Sara Shakeel made.
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