I wish I was pretty.
Now, I'm not saying I think I'm ugly, I don't.
I just wish I could be pretty.
Like the girls on my list (it's a private post, the one before this one), so I can mention this girl. She used to go out with this guy I know, and she is stunning. I've looked at her photos online, and every time I see them, I actually cry, because 1) she's ******** smoking hot and 2) because I will never be that good looking, and that attractive.
I can see why he'd like her so much. I mean, all can be forgiven with looks like that. I swear. I wouldn't care what she did, the moment I saw her, my breath would be taken away (and also my heart stabbed, because she's so damn pretty).
But see the problem is, I am not. And the boy she used to date: well, I kinda like. Maybe, a little bit. A whole ******** lot.
But anyway, we know that can't really happen because I'm just not that kind of pretty. One can always dream, though.
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The Rantings of Her.
I will put up here rants that I have. Rants of myself, rants at the world.
I'm blunt, I'm emotional, I occasionally swear a lot.
I also ponder. I ponder about many things. My head is a messed up little placed crammed full of awesomeness.
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