I wake up sometimes and cant believe what I see in the mirror. I love it but hate it. I cant decided if what I see is beauty or a curse. I hate having brown eyes but find them beautiful, fun and playful giving off that child like charm. I hate my nose because its not like the rest but still love it because its not like the rest. My mouth im indifferent to; it gets me in a lot of trouble. I could careless for my hair. Natural wavy hair is a bitch to straighten on humid days. My wings I love but seem to make me stick out from the crowd which now I have started to hate. People judge and I seem to never gotten use to it. I act like I don't hear but I hear it all. My face in general is a piece of art that should had been burned. My skin I could say can be better; I dream for my slight olive complexion to disappear and to be white as snow. I want my 5 foot 6 status to stretch out to about 6 feet. My hips and butt annoy me; why do I have to be Spanish? I sometimes wish I was a stick and other times enjoy those curves wishing for more. I wish I was flat chested and never had to be bothered with my chest being too big to sleep on my tummy. I like to be a boy sometimes. .. They have the perfect figure.
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