Growing up I never thought of myself as anything special, my older sister was always the beautiful one. My parents never praised my looks ever, they only praised my achievements. I don't and didn't think I was pretty, I never got complimented and I never expected any attention. I never really minded being plain though, I was never looking for a boyfriend or worrying that I wasn't pretty. I think I sort of grew into my features as I got older and now I'm happy with how I look. I think it stood me in good stead, I don't judge people by their looks and I try to treat everyone the same. What I also realised growing up is that being beautiful isn't something people earnt, or achieved. It's all just luck. Which is why it's ridiculous that attractive people get treated as if it was something they did to deserve their looks! And lots of beautiful people are still not happy with themselves, I saw that time and time again - while I always saw these attractive people as being the epitome of confidence, they never liked themselves. So as far as my pride goes, people insulting my looks doesn't do shit to me, because I'm not that superficial!
yeah, it's bad. It makes me sad. I said fuck you to education. I stopped smoking weed and started drinking too much. I've had image problems since high school. I'm not full of myself. I'm full of self-loathing. I guess I'm lucky I still have friends at this point. I have a good life but I'm lazy because I've always had everything handed to me. It's going to catch up with me eventually and I know it. That's why I'm depressed.
You don't seem to care about what you look like much. maybe to the extent that you look how you want to look. I would ask you to teach me how, but you couldn't.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I better question would be: How does it feel to be confident that you're beautiful?
oh blah. I don't want to say anymore, I sound obnoxious yeah I am somewhat serious. I am happy, but I feel sorry for myself and worry too much about my appearance. I hang out with shitty people and ignore the good ones. I'm a fucking junkie after all.
I was kidding. I think you're great. You are intelligent and incredibly attractive. And no, I am not just saying that to kiss your ass... hahaha.
not caring about ones own appearance at all is as much folly as caring overmuch. I KNOW you know this (more punch and judy shit)
that's why I like it here, I wish I had never posted pictures though... so you guys can think I'm intelligent and screw the attractive bit you are sweet Matt.
yes, I agree, the happiest times in my life were when I was balanced. I care so much more in the summer when all my gorgeous friends want to go to the beach and flaunt their shit. oddly enough I think having dreads has made me even MORE vain. People compliment them almost daily.
pick something low maintenance that makes you stand out (from what I understand for some people dreads are VERY high maintenance, my hair autodreads when it gets to a certain length, so I dunno much about that) voila, you have your daily puff, and you don't have to put daily effort into it.
haha nah, dreads are hella low maintenance for me. I don't ever do anything to them. I think it's just the fact that they get complimented so much, I get more attention than ever now, so I start thinking I need to put even more effort in. vicious cycle is vicious