today I realized how pretty the girls at school are, and how I do not feel pretty like them. I realized that they all walk through the courtyard in massive groups of pretty and they all look the same with their pretty hair and pretty clothes and pretty faces and pretty strides. and I looked at myself, wearing baggy jeans and my jbu sweatshirt and remembered that my hair is short and boring and their hair is long and perfect and I suddenly felt so very average compared to them.
and that’s all.
I know I shouldn’t compare myself to others, and normally I don’t, but it just hit me out of nowhere. I don’t look like them. am I supposed to look like them? probably not. I’m supposed to live my life in a way that is Christ-like and radically different from the rest of the world, but I don’t want to feel average anymore. I want to feel pretty.
and that’s all.
Notes
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nicolethefresh said:
I see you around often and I think you are beautiful. You seem like such a kind person filled with joyfulness! Don’t feel like that c:
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peoplethesedays said:
why did my other reply delete itself?! :o i hope you read it!
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hrthrthrt said:
Ariel, you are pretty. You’re absolutely beautiful. Your uniqueness is stunning. There aren’t enough positive adjectives in the English language to describe how wonderfully gorgeous you are. Never think that you’re average when you’re so far above it
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rubeus-swagrid said:
Not at all! They’re all the same, individuality is a true virtue, and therefore beautiful. It’s something hard to come by these days. As Dr. Seuss said, “There is no one alive who is youer than you”.
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