looks aren't everything, trust me, i'm pretty

is like saying "happiness isn't everything, trust me, i'm happy"

i expected more of society.

the me who has fat all over, and has hideous skin, and ugly hair, the not so proportional face; they told me to just believe in all of that. they told me that i'm not the number on the weightscale, or blabla something like that. they told me that looks aren't everything, they told me that you are what's within you.

but they don't know how it feels like to have skin so hideous they don't want to go out at daytime. they don't even know how it feels when the boys pick on them because they have darker skin tone than the others; those boys even spit out the word "ugly" and they don't know how it hurts.

they win the "looks lottery" and i don't.

"i'm pretty yet i'm not happy"

dear, you complain too much.

it's so stupid how pretty people tell us that looks don't matter. they have never been picked on because of their looks and yet they dare say those words as if they know everything. they don't know how it really feels like to not have confidence, to lowkey fail in life because they think they're not attractive enough to do anything, or to be accepted. they just don't understand.

anyway, looks matter. so stop saying that it doesn't. it sounds stupid to the ugly lots like me so just shhhh and enjoy your own reflection in the mirror. bet them flat belly and white skin will entertain you enough.

and you know what

i'm gonna upgrade this hell of an appearance.