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she ain't got a thing on me, tryn' to rock them ugly jeans jeans jeans
Monday, August 20, 2012 || 9:14 PM
I love
her attitude haha.
o dear sweet littler me
|| 6:07 PM
I've just found a few written works of mine from four years ago.
I still think they're pretty good; I'm so proud of myself.
In, like, a totally not, um, arrogant way... but sort of like.. a motherly way.
Haha ~
Somehow, though, besides my grammar, I don't think my writing has really improved much from then.
O, little me! ♡
Curiosity killed the cat
Sunday, August 19, 2012 || 10:21 PM
Run from all that hurts you.
Don't look, don't try,
don't don't don't.
No no no!
Paining hurting hurting, but still pressing on!
(Spicy food reference?)
Angering and frustrating, but still pressing on!
Again, come again,
Yes! Willingly!
Why???
people judge by outward appearances but the Lord looks at the heart
Thursday, August 16, 2012 || 12:22 AM
I think we should all embrace our ugliness!
Instead of telling yourself, "I'm beautiful!" just accept the fact that you're not. If you think you're ugly, you probably are. Learn to live with it because it's probably not going to change if you were born that way. Once you're comfortable with yourself and the way you look, there will be no need to comfort a wounded ego.
And there will be no need to untag photos of yourself on Facebook (imagine that!). You can proudly say, "Yes, that's me! That is exactly how I look, and I know because the pictures don't lie no matter how much I do to myself when I purposely mould my facial expressions into something more pleasant when I pose in front of the mirror."
The truest pictures are taken when you are unaware, catching you in a real moment of your life, wearing a real expression that you typically might wear. This is the way everybody sees you.
WHOA, right? UGLY! right?
YUP, THAT SEEMS RIGHT.
Because you're used to seeing only the "you" that is altered in front of the mirror.
You're ugly.
It's not the picture.
You were born ugly, but if it doesn't bother anyone else, it shouldn't bother you. And if it doesn't bother you, it will not bother anybody else.
Who will even notice your ugliness when they're faced with your good deeds?
Who will even care how bad you look when they're busy admiring your beautiful heart?
A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely.
- Roald Dahl
Let your face shine like sunbeams, and let all the world know how happily imperfect you are.
they say angry people live shorter lives
Friday, August 3, 2012 || 11:57 PM
If there was, there would be a pot. But I once heard a story about a pot, so I suppose there wasn't.
Sometimes I like pots. Sometimes I hate pots! Sometimes pots are very fat and sometimes pots are just plain hot.
There once was a pot of water. It was good, and it liked to bubble on the stovetop. And the more it bubbled, the more of itself was lost as steam.
Then, somebody turned up the heat of the stove, and the poor, sweet pot started boiling in earnest. Water from the pot rose into steam, quickly, quickly. The water began to splash.
Don't overflow, little pot pot pot.
oh, But you will, little pot pot pot.
or so someone said.
