| enough, sick, ready... enough is exactly what i'm not.
i'm not pretty enough, not blonde enough, not dark enough, not smart enough, my eyes aren't blue enough, my skin isn't clear enough, my body isn't hot enough, my boobs aren't big enough, my feet aren't small enough, my stomach isn't tight enough, i don't look old enough.. do i really need to go on?
... sick is exactly what i'm becoming
i'm becoming sick of being compared to people, sick of covering up my frusteration, sick of looking in the mirror, sick of buying makeup that doesn't help, sick of worrying about it, sick of stressing over it, sick of feeling invisible...
... ready is what i am
i'm ready to drive myself places and i'm ready to look my age. i'm ready for a hot guy to like me, i'm ready to start my life, i'm ready to not be looked down upon, i'm ready to be a "pretty girl" i'm ready to be more mature & i'm ready to change.
i would kill for this
and this
or this
my eyes are too close together and my boobs are small, my bellybutton is ugly and my feet are huge and gross looking, so are my hands... my arms are disgustingly long and my knees are knobby, one of my eyes is bigger than the other. my nose is an ugly shape... my teeth are bad. my ears are big... my hair is messy....
and i'm saying these things like it's gonna change anything. |
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