One of my peers told me once that a boy in the grade above us thought I was ‘the most f-ing ugly person he’d ever seen.”
And everyone said how mean it was, but no one said it wasn’t true.
Since then, I can’t believe anyone when they say I’m pretty, because that’s just what people say when they want to make it look like they care about you. So it would be really nice to be able to accept that I’m pretty.
Yeah. Right. Does anyone really believe that? Except my mom… who’s probably lying too? What’s it like to get up in the morning and not be afraid of what people think of you?
Apr 25, 08:49AM PDT | 0 comments
I will always doubt myself and my appearance, I feel so ugly most of the time..but Jim sees me at my worst and tells me how cute or beautiful I am..even when I am crying or sick and gross. He is being genuine and makes me feel that way. So I am not being conceided by marking this as done, I am simply accepting and understanding and loving the fact that I am beautiful to the person I love unconditionally, no matter what..and he is to me
Jan 26, 2007, 12:14AM PST | 0 comments
Jim tells me and tries to convince me all day every day of how beautiful I am and even asks me why I am with him! I do not know how he sees beauty in me but I know he does. He is the better looking one….the most gorgeous boy I have ever seen I know he could easily have any girl he desires but he chose me.
Dec 17, 2006, 09:20PM PST | 0 comments