Today i realised something I realised ages ago. Your face determines YOU. What I mean by that is your face IS you. If you were a very pretty person but talks really show-offish then no one really cares. But if you didn't have so much of a pretty face and still talks like that, the opposite will happen.
All my friends have really pretty faces and (most) have really pretty hearts. So take Vicki for example. She has the face of an angel (I'm serious). Really adorable and it's impossible to hate her when you look into her sparkly big eyes with the amazingly long lashes. So when she starts ranting or goes into her 'oh my god' mood, I don't mind because it's super cute. But if I do what she does, people will freak out. It's simple. I'm not pretty nor cute, and I come with the bonus of a voice that sounds like a man when I go hyper, as told by my friend JL today.
Speaking of JL, she's so pretty too. So when she points out all my faults, like sounding like a man, I love her for it. But if her face was replaced with someone else's, I wouldn't be able to stand it.
I don't know if you know what I mean but hopefully you do. People say 'it's what's on the inside that counts' but is it really? If one could choose, who would choose to be ugly unless if you were in ancient China where all pretty girls are in danger of rape.
So that's that. Something to think about when you are bored.
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