This is me. I am a girl. I have no hair.
I don’t have cancer. I didn’t shave my own head. I am allergic to my own hair.
I get called ugly a lot because, “People without hair can’t be pretty.”
I get called an attention whore a lot because, “Why else would you shave your own head?”
I get called a liar a lot because, “You can’t be allergic to your own hair.”
I use to beilive I was ugly. I used to think I made this happen to myself. I used to belive no one would love me. Not anymore.
Now I realize I was looking for comformtion in the wrong spots. I don’t need boys that want to date me or girls that want to be me. I don’t need people to tell me I’m pretty. The first person I need love from is me. I need to be the kind of person I want to date, I need to want to be me, and I need to think of myself as pretty.
I’m not posting this for your pity.
I am posting this because out of my twenty seven followers at least one of y’all has to read this, and I want you to know that you are beautiful human beings. While you are fangirling and
lustingloving after actors today, I want you to remember to take a moment and love yourself.
I EXPOSE MY HEART TO YOU PEOPLE AND I GET 23 NOTES!