Me: I'm ugly.
Friends: No you're not.
Me: I AM UGLY and that's a fact. Guys don't add me on Facebook and like my pictures, they don't ask for my number, I get five texts a day. One is from my dad, two from my mom, one from the phone company, and another one from some girl in my class asking me if there's something tomorrow. Guys don't text me saying, "Good morning, beautiful." or just even saying "Hi what's up?" If I have guy friends it's probably just one or two. You guys DO get texts, boys flirt with you, you're always complaining about boys, when nobody ever calls me pretty. You guys get a compliment at least twice a day, boys play with your hair, kiss your cheek, hold you from behind, and I'm just there watching. And, if any boy wants to talk to me, it's because they want me to give them something, or call me bad names. I don't have 120 likes on my profile picture. I'm scared of doing a party because I know I wouldn't hhave any guy friends to invite. Is it because I don't let anyone know me? No, it's because I don't look good. Why all the pretty girls out there are full of "guy friends"? Don't tell me because they're the best people ever because it ain't true. My teeth are not perfect. I don't like my smile. I'm insecure as f#ck. My eyes have nothing special. I don't even have the perfect body. So, don't tell me I'm not ugly because I am.
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