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Today, I was shot down, told I was too ugly to date the star of the football team. But that’s okay, I’ve had my eye on the geek. But back to me. Honesty, confidence and intelligence, are these the qualities you all find so ugly? Of is this concept of beauty within beyond your brain capacity? I am proud of who I am and what I am I will not change for you or you or you or ANYONE that calls me ugly, My beauty is unique because unlike the prom queen, the homecoming qeen, Barbie and any other beautiful female figure…. no matter how old, how fat, how tall, how short I am no matter how messy my hair, how runny my makeup my beauty will not fade, my beauty is of a different shade. I am a rare find, one of plain honest normalcy I am no super model, no cheerleader, no athlete in general, I am not physically attractive, and neither is that geek that one you all make fun of, the one who sits alone at lunch the one with the disheveled look the one I can not live without The one lacking muscle, lacking an ego just simply himself as I am simply myself and as you should all simply be yourselves when you are you for you and only you then you and everyone else can achieve a certain inner beauty one that shines past the makup, that will run, the muscle that will turn to fat, and the ego that is so frail, and can rip open like a wound gushing false confidence at the sight of a challenger. you with the attitude, you’re too ugly, you with the complex, you’re too ugly, you consumed by your money you are all too ugly FOR ME and every one like me for those above your twisted image of beauty.
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Apr 3, 2010
Apr 3, 2010 at 6:22 AM UTC
Shot Down
Today, I was shot down, told I was too ugly to date the star of the football team. But that’s okay, I’ve had my eye on the geek. But back to me. Honesty, confidence and intelligence, are these the qualities you all find so ugly? Of is this concept of beauty within beyond your brain capacity? I am proud of who I am and what I am I will not change for you or you or you or ANYONE that calls me ugly, My beauty is unique because unlike the prom queen, the homecoming qeen, Barbie and any other beautiful female figure…. no matter how old, how fat, how tall, how short I am no matter how messy my hair, how runny my makeup my beauty will not fade, my beauty is of a different shade. I am a rare find, one of plain honest normalcy I am no super model, no cheerleader, no athlete in general, I am not physically attractive, and neither is that geek that one you all make fun of, the one who sits alone at lunch the one with the disheveled look the one I can not live without The one lacking muscle, lacking an ego just simply himself as I am simply myself and as you should all simply be yourselves when you are you for you and only you then you and everyone else can achieve a certain inner beauty one that shines past the makup, that will run, the muscle that will turn to fat, and the ego that is so frail, and can rip open like a wound gushing false confidence at the sight of a challenger. you with the attitude, you’re too ugly, you with the complex, you’re too ugly, you consumed by your money you are all too ugly FOR ME and every one like me for those above your twisted image of beauty.
kayla-morrison
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Apr 3, 2010
Apr 3, 2010 at 6:22 AM UTC
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