Novel & Cerita I Feel Pretty Unpretty Song

I feel the shallowness within me. I put my regular outfit on. The one I always put on. It feels flirty this time, flirty, fake, and forced. Feeling girly is not like me. I haven't been me in ages. Ever since I considered joining ballet again, I have felt girly. Barf. Gag. Vomit. Spew.

🎶He wanna squeeze on ma back and ma breastasiz🎶 🎶They wanna press the kid but can't impress the kid🎶 🎶They be lucky if they even got next to this🎶 🎶Can I know what I bring, some don't bring anything🎶 🎶I'd rather eat on my own if I can't eat widda king🎶 🎶I been about ma bag, I can't forget ma tag🎶 🎶None of them can't don't like me🎶 🎶None of their bitches ain't doin' it like me🎶 🎶My whole ting diff, know your feelin' it high key🎶 🎶I know what your thinking I'm all in your psyche🎶 🎶Any time you come around, you calm my anxiety🎶 🎶Got me feeling some typa way🎶 🎶Call my phone any time ah day🎶

That girl with no expressions That girl everybody hates That girl even you know That girl is oh so pitiful That girl everyone is afraid of That girl you know Should I tell you a funny story (It might be a little sad too) Believe it or not, it's a lighthearted story (Please keep this a secret) Ah, the thing is That girl, that despicable girl There was a time she used to laugh (As deep blue as a blue day) Boys obviously but also girls Even the things that aren't human Everybody fell for her, fell in love with her Her laugh was that bеautiful Wearing a ball gown, innocently chatting That palе, dried up cheek Used to be full of life Oh red queen That girl whose smile is so pretty That girl every

Andrea was staring at the ceiling thinking when she grabs her phone and play music. Playing: Perfect by Pink Made a wrong turn, once or twice Dug my way out, blood and fire Bad decisions, that's alright Welcome to my silly life Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood Miss knowing it's all good, it didn't slow me down Mistaken, always second-guessing, underestimated Look, I'm still around Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel Like you're less than fuckin' perfect Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like you're nothing

I laugh and say, "Ha-ha Let's go. We have the get-together at Ava's and we have a party to attend tomorrow and we need our beauty sleep before the Dinner and Gala." We open the door and sit inside. While she is busy starting the car engine, I switch on my bluetooth and connect it to the speaker and start playing Taylor Swift's latest album. We drive away, singing loudly and jamming to the song. I roll down the window, allowing the cold wind to enter. I look outside, admiring the beauty of my neighbourhood and I repeat to myself that everything I achieved is definitely due to the hard work I put in. I couldn't help but think to myself,

Am I one of the unfortunate or single? “What’s up, guys! So, we are going to perform Oo by Up Dharma Down! I hope you like it!” Ouch, this song fits my situation. Now Playing: Oo by Up Dharma Down Di mo lang alam Naiiisip kita Baka sakali lang maisip mo ako Di mo lang alam Hanggang sa gabi inaasam makita kang muli Gio suddenly came. I’m not expecting him to come since he doesn’t like

If only you could see what I see in your eyes, You’d know you’re enough—no need to be insecure. You’re beautiful… and you don’t even know.) I groaned and screamed quietly into my pillow, careful not to wake Olive. What in the world is going on in my life? A song about me? Really? Even a fever dream couldn’t be this weird. How would Olive react if I told her that Charlotte wasn’t just some random title—that the song was actually written about me? She’d probably call me straight-up delusional, so why would I even attempt to explain it?

I nod and open the door. "Have a nice day Greg!" "Close the door, Janette! The music's escaping!" That last part was said as a full-on scream and I shut the door while laughing as hard as I could. Fuck, I'm so happy I could cry. I look at my reflection in the elevator on my way down and for once I don't feel I look like trash. I'm still me, but with a slightly better life. By the time I get down, there's a beat humming through everything I can see and touch. It's a Billie Eilish song and the moment it starts, I carry the vibe with me, humming the song and imagining the sultry beat as I walk on the road.

Which made many people emotional. She suddenly remembers the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarves... They didn't know each other, but they still help each other... Just like the feeling that song, "You seemed to be someone if you are not Mine," gives. "You seem to be someone even if you are not mine, You seem to be someone even if you are not mine, Whatever you did, how did you do it? Took Jiya in my bondage like this, I can't even understand You are the sun of my mornings, You seem to be someone even if you are not mine, You seem to be someone even if you are not mine, You seem to be someone even if you are not mine, drink your own, drink your own, Make me yours, make me yours drink yo