I hate my crooked teeth, I don't care if it is cute in some countries. I live in Singapore and it looks horrible.
I hate my giant front pillows, I know there are tons of people that want them but they are BURDENS I tell you.
I hate my bad skin that comes with my periods, what a pain in the ars. Periods come once a month but the signs show 2 weeks before it comes and you have bad skin for 3 weeks of a month.
I hate my weight... I mean I can lose weight but I'm not determined enough.
I hate that I have no determination and perseverance.
I hate the fact that I'm bad at academics and everything that matters in the world.
I hate that I used to get tongue tied around boys because I came from a girl's school and I came off as crude.
I hate the fact that I can't get a guy to like me.
I hate the part of me that repels people.
I love my hair, no matter what I do to it I just shampoo and its shiny silky again.
I love that I can converse quite fluently.
I love that I have work experience.
I love that people think I am mature.
I love that I can write.
I love that I am a suitable candidate as a mom.
I love that I can talk to strangers and hold conversations with them okay.
I love that people are comfortable to ask me for advice.
I love that people think I'm wise enough to advice them.
I love that no one can see the side of me I don't want them to see.
I love that I act well and cover things up easily.
I love that I'm a natural liar.
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