you're beautiful, it's true
I love having dinner at the perk after rehearsal with the crew. it's fantastic. cuddy's bf was in town early-surprise!- we miss counted 16 people as 11, there were sordid tales about sex, love and for the love of God, shower and wear a bra... and a good time was had by all. Every one loved my vampire story. Or at the very least thought it was delightfully strange. As for the other escapade, well, that was a peach too.
What amazes me even more is that all the girls keep telling me how pretty I am. I don't think of myself as particularly attractive.
Seriously.
I'm not making this up. I don't think I'm worth a second look. Hell, I don't think I'm worth a first initial look to be perfectly honest. Not that I'm going to tie the proverbial steak around my neck, but I'm certainly not going out on a limb for anything either. I'm so used to hearing how stupid I am, or worthless, or just plain boring and uninteresting. At least, that's how I feel anyway.
And I heard "beautiful hair" and "fantastic bone structure" more times than I could shake a stick at.
...What?
So I'm going to bed now, me and my beautiful face and halo of yellow hair.
What amazes me even more is that all the girls keep telling me how pretty I am. I don't think of myself as particularly attractive.
Seriously.
I'm not making this up. I don't think I'm worth a second look. Hell, I don't think I'm worth a first initial look to be perfectly honest. Not that I'm going to tie the proverbial steak around my neck, but I'm certainly not going out on a limb for anything either. I'm so used to hearing how stupid I am, or worthless, or just plain boring and uninteresting. At least, that's how I feel anyway.
And I heard "beautiful hair" and "fantastic bone structure" more times than I could shake a stick at.
...What?
So I'm going to bed now, me and my beautiful face and halo of yellow hair.