Am I Single Because I M Ugly Novels & Stories

I know I'm beautiful But, I know I'm ugly too I'm slowly loosing all the self love which I manged to gathered... I wish I could share it But it's there someone willing to listen it? And not judge me? I don't want advice... I just want someone to listen it I'm scared to be alone But to scared to ask for companion Im Trying my level best to stop it.. But I just don't how to do it... I feel like I'm slipping into depression and there's no one out to see it..

“I am not Rihanna, I am Miranda! I turned out this way because of three of you that calls yourself my family!" “If…. If…. you are Miranda, then how did you become this beautiful and rich?" Clair asked, muddled. … “You took such a risk so that you can be beautiful," mum said as tears slid down her cheeks after I told them everything including how I wanted to kill my self that night when she said all those hurtful words to me. “Is it my fault that I'm ugly? I became so weak when my own family couldn't even support or love me. Being ugly is not a crime, if it is in my will, I will never create myself to be ugly," I add in tears

He asked with his red face. “Do you want her to slam you like that?” Aoi asked. “No,” Alfi replied briefly. He is thinking about what part of Kartika that makes him interested in her. Her beauty? He is sure that every woman is beautiful. Then, why do ugly women exist? It’s either man's taste or it’s just their misfortune. That’s what he thinks. Suddenly he got an idea. “Hey, Kartika.” He called her. “What is it?” She replied.

"There's nothing you need to apologise for, I know what you feel." There was another long silence for a few minutes until I heard her sniffing suddenly. "Am I ugly?" "What?" "Am I ugly, JJ?" she reiterated, her eyes glassy and a mist of sadness clouding her vision. "People give attention only when you're pretty or dying and before it was the former, but now it's the latter. Before I used to pick up on little flaws like the birthmark on my neck, but now I have to cover up my bald head. My ex-boyfriend wants me back only because he's guilty of breaking up with me when I was going through shit, not because he wants to be genuinely there for me. I have gotten so ugly that I agreed to get back to

Nice answer, if I tell him I have absolutely no idea that it also came as a shock to me he will look down on me and you know. "We both know you've been ugly up until the time of your birthday, tell me what happened." He demanded. "I look at myself every single day dumbfounded at how beautiful I was but you and everyone always thought I was ugly, I don't care what y'all think of me, I'm beautiful whether ugly or now." That's a paradox right there, 'beautifully ugly' he stared at me with his mouth wide open, unable to utter a word, I gave him the perfect answer without revealing anything.

"He totally deserved that, Babe." Spineless coward. "Always gotta hit where it hurts," I say and then sigh as I dwell in my dilemma. "If only AJ could just not be so hot." If she was ugly, this wouldn't be a problem. Maybe I'm shallow but it's true. I'm not attracted to ugly people. "Or if only you could man up and date her," Bell adds, fueling yet another oncoming argument. "No," I shake my head at her, adamant. "I don't want to...but I don't want anyone else to either."

"Stop this whole madness juliet, just because of a little drama that happened in highschool... Shouldn't make you define yourself as an unwanted ugly fat lady. Cause you are beautiful, and any man.. I repeat, any man would be lucky to have you in their life." "Hold it right there Alice. You and I know that this isn't just only about highschool, have you forgotten about Chris.. shadrach, or even micah. Everyone of them ended up telling me how ugly I was. None of them truly loved me, they all wanted my sister and tried using me to get her." I said pointedly. Anyone would think I would be probably sad after saying this, but no... Am not m Sad. I can't be sad, cause I have learnt to adjust to th

She was compelling and despite my friendship with Jazmine that argued with my intentions, I was left staring, I was left yearning, I was left wanting to understand her mind and seemingly weary heart. "So why are you single?" she questioned interrupting my thoughts and I smiled taking a sip of my drink. "Well, I might not look the part but I'm a slight workaholic," "You definitely look the part," she said making me laugh. "Well, that's the main reason I'm single, I put my business life over my personal," "Why do you think that is?" "I have a huge fear of failing, and not achieving every goal that I set, I just always feel as if I'm not doing enough even when I am,"

‘‘Why do you take so much time and effort to tell me how ugly I am and how much you hate me, I mean if you hate someone, you didn’t even talk to them, and if a girl is ugly you should avoid her,’’ I asserted again as my heart began beating furiously. I was dead meat, coming out alive would be a miracle, one in many.

Her brows tightened and she put her blouse back on. "Don't insult me, Mr. Leo. I have dated men way more handsome, way richer than you. You think too high of yourself. You are not all that. How can you say I am ugly? I am ugly? That doesn't even make sense. I won the Miss Natural Universe last year. I only applied for this job because… never mind. I won't let you insult me like I am just a random girl. Men die to have this body." I pinched the bridge of my nose.