I can’t stand being out. I made no effort and it shows. I felt so ugly. I feel so ugly. I feel fat. The people I was out with were nice enough but were distracted by the pretty girls. Or, in fact, every girl who wasn’t me.
I know I know I know… Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Be happy and smile. *Insert positive thinking comments*
People say ‘be different’ but you know what is nice? Having a choice. having a choice to be one of the crowd or stand out. I don’t have a choice. I can never be the same as others. Sometimes I just want to be the same as someone else. Not all the time, just enough to allow me to ease unnoticed through conversations if I feel like. Instead of sitting like a lemon in a blueberry factory.
FaerieFalls 