"You're going to be in your own skin until you die, that's a while. You might as well get comfortable in it"
Comfortable in my skin is something I'm certainly not and something I can't imagine being. I constantly worry about how I look and how other people see me - doesmybumlookbiginthis? IbettheythinkIhavegainedweight. IjustknowtheythinkthatIlookweird. Theymustthinkimreallyugly.
There is a lot of things that they might notice, like the fact: I have a massive forehead, nose and chin. My eyes are too small, cheeks are too chubby and my lips are a weird shape. I don't have a flat stomach and I don't have a thigh gap. My ears aren't identical, I have boat feet, broad shoulders, fat thighs, flabby arms and wide hips. My eyeliner isn't symmetrical, skin isn't clear and my hair isn't in great condition. Too name just a few...
None of this should matter though. I could be as beautiful as Kim Kardashian or the Olsen twins but that wouldn't mean anything in 20 years time when I have wrinkles and grey hair. It's what's on the inside that counts and no amount of make-up or botox can make you a nice person.
As nice as it would be to be a walking barbie doll, I am not. But I like to think i'm a nice person (certainly not all the time though, i don't understand how God can love everyone all the time, people are annoying!) and that's all that matters in the long run. I'd rather be ugly but a nice person than a pretty person with an ugly personality..
"Man looks on the outside, God looks (clap clap) on the heart"
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