I’ve been clawing at my face. Â Digging my nails into it and saying, “Go ahead and rip it off, rip off your ugly fucking face so no one has to ever see it again.” Â I just want to break everything reflective so I don’t have to look at it either.
I did that too when I was younger. I slashed my right cheek with a shard from a broken mirror. Thankfully it didn’t leave a scar or I really would’ve hated the way I looked even more. Nowadays I don’t pay much attention to my looks. I don’t think I’m ugly. It’s just that some days I don’t feel pretty at all. Outer appearances doesn’t matter to me, it’s the beauty inside that counts, and I think you are beautiful isanyonethere whether you believe it or not.
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I did that too when I was younger. I slashed my right cheek with a shard from a broken mirror. Thankfully it didn’t leave a scar or I really would’ve hated the way I looked even more. Nowadays I don’t pay much attention to my looks. I don’t think I’m ugly. It’s just that some days I don’t feel pretty at all. Outer appearances doesn’t matter to me, it’s the beauty inside that counts, and I think you are beautiful isanyonethere whether you believe it or not.