...are anda serious?
You're self-conscious enough to ask people on the internet what they think of your appearance?
If anda can't understand how beautiful anda truly are, anda don't deserve to get the compliments you're longing for.
If anda say silly things like that just for the compliments the polite people give you, then anda certainly aren't as beautiful on the inside as people say.
Don't complain about how people don't say you're beautiful.
Your scars may be permanent, but they're a reminding part of who anda used to be, guy who got called an emo fag at school because he wears a lot of black and has a cutting scar on his wrist from that one mistake.
You're not fat like anda think anda are, girl who got pressured to lose weight and is now bulimic.
You're smile is beautiful, girl who isn't necessarily as attractive as the other girls at school because of her braces.
You're in no need to ask this kind of thing, because when it all comes together, you'll find that one person who thinks your scars are the most handsome part of you.
atau that your braces make anda look absolutely adorable, and they cinta ciuman anda even with them on.
atau that the zit on your forehead is invisible and that anda needn't worry about it.
atau that size doesn't matter and you'll always be the perfect size to them.
It really doesn't matter what anda look like on the outside.
Just as long as anda don't have that depressing frown on every self-conscious person's face that appears when someone isn't looking at them the way they want them to.
Be confident in who anda really are, and cinta the traits of yourself. And stop being such a priss about the imperfections on your outside.
♦
You're self-conscious enough to ask people on the internet what they think of your appearance?
If anda can't understand how beautiful anda truly are, anda don't deserve to get the compliments you're longing for.
If anda say silly things like that just for the compliments the polite people give you, then anda certainly aren't as beautiful on the inside as people say.
Don't complain about how people don't say you're beautiful.
Your scars may be permanent, but they're a reminding part of who anda used to be, guy who got called an emo fag at school because he wears a lot of black and has a cutting scar on his wrist from that one mistake.
You're not fat like anda think anda are, girl who got pressured to lose weight and is now bulimic.
You're smile is beautiful, girl who isn't necessarily as attractive as the other girls at school because of her braces.
You're in no need to ask this kind of thing, because when it all comes together, you'll find that one person who thinks your scars are the most handsome part of you.
atau that your braces make anda look absolutely adorable, and they cinta ciuman anda even with them on.
atau that the zit on your forehead is invisible and that anda needn't worry about it.
atau that size doesn't matter and you'll always be the perfect size to them.
It really doesn't matter what anda look like on the outside.
Just as long as anda don't have that depressing frown on every self-conscious person's face that appears when someone isn't looking at them the way they want them to.
Be confident in who anda really are, and cinta the traits of yourself. And stop being such a priss about the imperfections on your outside.
♦
The tenth is for peace around the world,
The ninth is for the sad, lonely girls.
The eighth is for the cinta I'll never have.
The seventh is for mom and dad.
The six the is for this world to be real,
The fifth is for three filling meals.
The fourth is for beauty and grace,
The third is for a shatter less day.
The detik is for my personality not to be a drooper,
And the last is for the man I cinta named Cooper.
I wish for these at least. If you'd like some more, consider these.
The eleventh is for a less twisted soul,
The twelfth is for some sup in a bowl.
The thirteenth is for a longer life,
The fourteenth is to be his wife.
The fifteenth is for a laugh from his mouth
The sixteenth is for hope he won't go south.
The seventeenth is for his emotions and happiness,
The eighteenth is for him without sadness.
The nineteenth is for a halaman awal with him,
And the final for our cinta filled to the brim.