My body isn't perfect. I don't walk with confidence. I get into fights with my parents and friends. Some nights I'd rather be myself than out partying. I cry over the samllest things sometimes. There are days that I get through with forced smiles and fake laughs. Sometimes I try to convince myself that things are okay, when they're not. I'm not ugly, but I'm not beautiful. I don't look as good in real life, as I do in pictures. There are some nights that I cry myself to sleep. I constantly think I'm not enough. I'm imperfect, but I'm perfectly me.
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