I tell myself ‘m ugly everyday. The truth is; I’m waiting for someone to prove me wrong.
I wish everyone sees in a blur. Or that I could always wear a mask. So they wouldn’t have to see how ugly I am.
I used to hate how UGLY I am compared to you. But you know what…? My friends love me – and I’d rather have that and be ugly, than be cruel, lonely, and beautiful like you!
I photoshop ALL of my photos becuase I can’t stand the thought of being considered ‘ugly’.
I don’t know why anyone wants to be pretty I hate being beautiful I hate that you’re only nice to because of how I look I secretly aspire to be a burn victim At least then I’ll know who really loves me I miss being ugly
Mom, I hate you for calling me fat and telling me I’m ugly but i’ll never tell you