Warning: EXTREMELY emotional
I know I'm not pretty. I guess I'm a bit far from it. I know that. There's no need to rub it in.
I still think I am a pretty decent person. I judge no one. I'm laid back. I've got a great, and somewhat demented, sense of humor. Why can't anyone look past my ugly face and see that?
I care so much about others that I don't even stop to think about the way that I get treated. For once, I wish someone cared for me enough to consider that maybe there is something wrong with me. For once, I wish that people would stop judging me from past experiences and people. For once, I wish I had a true friend.
It never really matters until you're dead and/or gone, and then everyone realizes how selfish they are.
Trust me, I know this.
I still think I am a pretty decent person. I judge no one. I'm laid back. I've got a great, and somewhat demented, sense of humor. Why can't anyone look past my ugly face and see that?
I care so much about others that I don't even stop to think about the way that I get treated. For once, I wish someone cared for me enough to consider that maybe there is something wrong with me. For once, I wish that people would stop judging me from past experiences and people. For once, I wish I had a true friend.
It never really matters until you're dead and/or gone, and then everyone realizes how selfish they are.
Trust me, I know this.