STORY OF MY LIFE … .LITERALLY
I know i am not an ugly person… I know im not miss America … I see myself as what i see as a “Plain Jane”.
When n middle school to my sophomore / Junior year in HS I had Eczema which made me feel well unpretty. My friends was nice and comforting but other kids can be cruel let me tell you . .when i look in the mirror i didn’t feel pretty. . in fact i felt ugly very very ugly… over time it went away and a sense of heaviness was gone…it its been gone for years.. idk what i did to make it go away or for it to even acre . my mother told me when i was young that its genetic . my mom had it my sister and me… . though it comes and goes in the same spot. . every time i see it when i look in the mirror it makes me feel like i am so damn unpretty… I think that why i don’t really like people touching me or hugging me or giving me any type of physical affection…or that i am stand offish and when people do give me physical contact i go in to state of shock. Its like i rather be alone then for people to see ho so damn unpretty i am
IDK why i can’t get over it every time i see it (eczema)
I can do some serous sexing to this song. . lol
Estelle featuring Sean Paul - Come Over [feat. Sean Paul] (by AtlanticVideos)
I need to evaluate some of my so called friends
Why do people from haiti think your hot shit. . when they look like the thrift store is there only means of shopping…smh