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I think I'm angelkin, and by “think” I mean I am, I'm just choosing to force myself into denial. I'm not pure, I'm not holy, I'm not sacred. I'm not pure white and beautiful, my back bleeds from where my wings were ripped, my purity torn from me, if I ever had it all. I'm not pure. I'm not pretty. I'm not holy. I'm not deserving enough of being an angel. I never was. I never will be. I can't be.