October 3rd, 2012 at 02:17am
I think most people feel that way at 15, I certainly did. But now at 22, yes I am completely happy and comfortable with my body (and no I am not a total whore).
It's a self assurance that comes with getting older.
I'd go on, but this is only bringing me down to talk about it.
I think I have a weird shaped head. And I’m fat and short, and I have a damn gap in my teeth and I have acne. It could be worse, I suppose, but I hate not being really pretty.
Don’t get me wrong, I have my moments when I realise and/or feel that I’m pretty. I occasionally like my lips, eyes, and body, but I don’t always like them.
And this whole thing reminded me of this book called The D.U.F.F. (Designated Ugly Fat Friend) by Kody Keplinger.