I want these !!!!!

I'm sorry I'm not perfect

When you call a girl fat or ugly, it's engraved into her mind. Every insult will stay with her forever, reminding her that she's worthless, disgusting, and unloved. Her mind will be programmed to put herself down, to hate herself and her body. Call her pretty? She'll remember it for a moment. Call her ugly? She'll never forget it. Because she's a slave to the pain that you never even thought about.

 A thousand “You’re pretties”, is equal to one “you’re ugly/fat”

I’m not perfect. I’m never going to be the prettiest one in the room.I have breakouts. I eat snacks after 7 pm. I forget to do my homework. I don’t always get straight A’s. I don’t get a million text messages a day.I stay up late watching television. I over-analyze things. I’m sarcastic. I sometimes offend people by mistake. I don’t know all the answers. But perfect isn’t everything, and it doesn’t mean I don’t need someone to love me for my flaws. I’m me.

People don’t look at your personality first. People judge you automatically by your looks and then try to get to know your personality. But the second they don’t like your looks, they don’t get to know you. That’s how reality is.

Words are all it takes to shatter a persons faith. Think before you speak. Everyone maybe different but all of us have feelings, bullying can lead to self harm, suicide and many other hurtful things. Don't let anyone ever tell you that you are not unique, that you are not beautiful because you are. Everyone is and don't forget that ;)

The truth is, I have a bad habit of comparing myself to others. There’s always someone with a better smile, nicer clothes, a skinnier waist, brighter eyes, and amazing hair. I put myself down all the time. I can never be happy with the way I look at all. I’m self-conscious and that’s probably the number one thing I want to change about me.

I love Pandas, they're so chill. They're like "Dude, racism is stupid. I'm White, Black, and Asian."

No one ever listens anymore. Like you try to open up to people and tell them things that you have never told anyone else before since you trust them that much, but they act like they’re not even listening. All they do is talk and talk and talk. Then when it’s finally your turn to speak, it’s as if they don’t care about what you have to say. You tell them about what you’re thinking and how you’re feeling but they don’t seem a least bit interested. They just nod their head every now and then so it seems like they care when in reality, they don’t really care. And they still wonder why I keep certain things to myself.

When you laugh during camera shots.

Expectations:



Reality: