it's a little too late for us.

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If only..

I have a pretty face, a perfect body figure.

And not..

An oversized head with a disfigured face and a horrendous and flat body figure.

Then maybe, just maybe..

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I don't have to try so hard to be someone I'm not.
I don't have to follow the trend just to be cool like others.
I don't have to spend the extra time to dress up just to impress.
I don't have to keep taking pictures at a certain angle just so I'll look good in 'em.
I don't have to keep sulking everyday and wishing that I could be someone else.
I don't have to be so desperate for attention. (Am I?)

It's actually really exhausting. I'm so weared out just from trying.

I often wonder..
Why am I not beautiful? I guess it's a very unfair world.
Why can't I have people taking second glances at me even if I'm just wearing a big baggy tee and tattered jeans? And again, it just isn't fair.

And sometimes, I also wonder.. Why do I blog? What is my main purpose of blogging?
At first, it was simply because of fun and there is nothing fun about blogging.
Then, I find blogging a very good way to express myself, express how I feel.
Blogging keeps me sane and it helps to kill time too.
Then again, I blog and hope that people will read my blog and know what I'm going through.
Why is that so?
Is it because I'm desperate for attention?

Please tell me I'm not because I'm not.


I'm so sick of this shallow world, sick of all those stereotype people.