No Limits.

Everyone has, 'those days'. Those days where your hair looks bad, or your fashion sense was a little out of wack, or you just weren't looking your best.

Everyday I have those days. Everyday my hairs just a little frizzy, and everyday I wear the same color of clothing, black. Everyday I have dark circles under my eyes, everyday I walk into my own hell, I'm tired and angry.

At high school, if you don't look perfect, your suddenly a nobody.

And as much as I'd love to say that it doesn't affect me when I see the others girls with not a hair out of place, or a blemish on there face, and that I don't give a shit; I do. As much as I'd like to believe I like how I look and that everything's okay; I don't.

It's not about them though, it's about me. I want to be able to walk down the halls feeling confident, and beautiful in my own opinion. I just wish I felt good about myself, because if I did, I wouldn't give any other 'perfect girl' a second glance.