My last entry was posted seven years ago! I can still remember glimpse of my emotions at the time but with age I cringe at My vulnerability. That’s life isn’t it? This is beyond cliche but we live and we learn —- to love ourselves most importantly.
I never felt beautiful when I was younger, I looked at others and saw their beauty... when I looked at myself I didn’t feel so pretty. I began to mimick those I admired but lost myself on the way. I tried to be like how I thought they were. Deep inside I’m just a quiet ugly loser who fights to fit in but no matter how hard I imitate others - the true me finds a way out. So I know how it feels to be unattractive. I wore makeup so that I could feel beautiful, but it’s only borrowed beauty. Nothing that last
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