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#rant2
Tuesday, 15 March 2011 @ 12:11
I hate how everyone expects me to be perfect for them.
The truth is;
I'm not extremely beautiful.
I'm not skinny.
I'm not tall.
I don't have a cute or feminine voice.
I'm not clever.
I'm not attractive.
I'm not the 'flirty' type.
I'm not an active person.
I'm not a patient person.

Most of all, I'm not a 'joking' person.

When someone insults me, sensitivity comes. It has a huge impact on me, giving me pessimistic thoughts.

Yeah, I can become a better person. But I wish not to. Because I'm not changing my hideous image to something fake and what people will want from me.

I can't change my thoughts, my words or what I do. I become mad easily because people don't understand how I feel. And I will stay like that.

No matter how much I smile or how much I laugh, there is always sadness sinking within me. And I would show my true feelings, but then people will start wondering why I'm not Bubbly Girl Ayumi.