I don't wanna be pretty

"When your pretty, everyone loves you." That's what everyone told me. Now I am pretty. Now I am a flirt, heart breaker, thot, ***, and heartless. I have been called all those things. Some are true. I have learned that pretty is terrible. I can be an awful person but people will still love me. I can lie, and people will love me. Being pretty is bad. All everyone wants to do is have *** with me. They don't care that there is more to me than what they see. Inside, I am a kind person. I love singing and dancing. I love theatre and musicals. I am good at playing piano and ukulele. I love drawing and music. I love sports and I am really good at them. I am a sensitive and compassionate person. My question is why don't they want to see that side of me? I assure you that you would love to. But you refuse and tell me " Its a good thing your pretty." Yeah, I know I am, but I want to to compliment on how kind I am. But you don't see it or you ignore it. I am not a statue or picture. I am not there for your viewing pleasure. I am not there for your intimate desires. I am there to be kind and loving. I am there because I think you are different than the other guys. But most of you are all the same. I have made bad choices because I had feelings for you. I can't take them back. If I could, I totally would. Being pretty has ruined my reputation, relationships, and my decisions. I don't wanna do that life style anymore. I am going to try to stop being pretty. No more makeup, no more selfies, and no more boyfriends. I don't care if you hate me or "love" me. Either way, I am not being pretty anymore. Hopefully, you will eventually love me cause of my personality. I will see you when I am 16. Bye now.