She would wake up every morning, wondering if the picture she posted last night got enough likes. If the likes didn't impress her, she would even second guess herself, her worth and say something in the lines like "am i even pretty" . You may call her an attention seeker, but i 'd say that she is just another victim of this superficial world we live in.
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 11:07 AM UTC
I'm not hard to please, all i need is loyalty, love and ears that actually listen, when speaking becomes too much of a burden, a man that will read between the lines, in order for our minds to intertwine.
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 11:00 AM UTC
Resentment turns into acceptance, the moment you realize that they never intented to hurt you.
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 10:50 AM UTC
She wanted to embrace him, but her walls needed to be broken for his entrance.
May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 10:37 AM UTC
My complexion is too dark, too dark to be viewed as beautiful. He told me that the color of my skin is what makes me appealing, which then makes it a blessing. So I took some time for reflection, as I started to question myself... The blue eyed news reporter, the fair skinned cosmetic advertisement, the tall Scandinavian woman on the bus.. the lack of representation... what was it that they had, that I didn't... The words of my mother became the bullet I so desperately tried to dodge but couldn't ... "save yourself my child and paint yourself white" .. My beauty was not welcome in my own home. My skin I tried to peel off my body .. the diaspora reeked in my veins. My hair that I tried to straighten . My knees that I tried to hide with long socks. My body was tired of hiding. As a result I began to self hate at first grade, until it became the reason of my escape to a place of no return.
Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 6:39 PM UTC