Novel & Cerita I Feel Pretty Unpretty Song

Hilda mulled over it slightly before saying, "'Pretty Young Thing'!" Everybody felt rather speechless. Even so, Nathan placed his hands on the strings and began strumming. Despite being an extremely girly song, it did not affect his performance. Using that low and sexy voice of his, he turned the song into one with a different feel to it. "You're a pretty young thing. It's a damn cool thing.."

"You're really good, Red. But..." "It's sad, right?" Red said, continuing his words. "Do you know what it means?" He shake his head. "It's when you like someone but he doesn't like you back. That's why it's sad." Red suddenly laid on his shoulder making him flinch. "I honestly don't think I can ever finish that song. And if I did, I'll probably die from sadness." "Red, what are you-" "You're this close to me and yet you're so far." He whispered as he traced his chin through his finger. "I really hate sadness but you are the reason why I'm sad so I don't really mind it." He then moved away and fixed his guitar.

I swallowed hard and looked away. "You're unbelievable, you know that right?" I said, "Can you recall what you asked me some minutes ago?" I asked, She gazed down at her hand and thought for a while, "I'm sorry, I don't just feel pretty," She said acsying me to grow more angry, "You're freaking kidding me. You don't feel pretty? What does that even mean? I just told you that you are freaking pretty to me and you're telling me the opposite?" I said and without even letting her answer, I continued,

I wanted him to keep being there for me even though I was not whom he wanted me to be. A song started to play from the living room. He hummed to it while running an open palm down my hair. 'I'm not gonna wait until you are done, pretending you don't need anyone. I'm standing here naked..naked.. naked I'm not gonna try till you decide you are ready to swallow all your pride. I'm standing here naked.. naked.. naked. ' "Maybe I should have used those lines instead," he said . I couldn't see his face but I could feel the smile in his words.

I wasn’t sure if it was from the fight or from lute lessons Marenia had me do till i got a song— to darn perfection. I looked at myself in the mirror. Just a girl. I fell into bed with a tired sigh. Eyes open. Mind racing. Then, like a spark in a thunderstorm, I heard it—sharp, smug, and definitely not mine. 《《Pathetic》》 I jump up from the bed in shock. What the fuck was that? 《《If I'd known I would be possessing a body this useless, I would've have just stayed in my prison.》》

My entire family is from Las Vegas " Nirvana said but the crowd was still murmuring The murmuring stopped immediately she started singing 🎶 Oh yeah... 🎶 Don't get me wrong, I love who i am 🎶 I don't wanna be ungrateful. It probably sounds strange 🎶 I really love the role I play, the songs I sing, but with all the fame 🎶The things that seem so simple, suddenly, so far out of reach 🎶Wish that they could see that underneath 🎶 I'm just an ordinary girl. Sometimes I'm lazy 🎶 I get bored, I get scared, I feel ignored, I feel happy, I get silly, I choke on my own words 🎶 I make wishes, I have dreams and I still want to believe, that anything can happen in this world

I felt a wave of DÉJÀ VU I felt down My heart almost throbbing out of place My imagination going wide I feel my emotions disheveled My emotions trying to balance This weird feeling haunting me I keep praying vehemently I felt so low Happy at myself Disappointed with my feelings The feelings that refused to go away I feel so hopeless I need someone to trust with this secret Can I find one? I will keep waiting Waiting, controlling, and disciplining myself To keep this feeling at bay I pray in my heart To tell the right person

Oh, and as if that wasn't enough to make me feel ugly and gross, I had to clean the shower with extreme care because my little black hairs were stuck all over the place because obviously I’m a fake blonde. I’m nothing but a fake, ugly beast. "What the fuck took you so long?" Elliot spits angrily when he sees me coming out of the bathroom. He gets up from his bed and walks towards me with heavy steps. I'm in my special underwear and sexy pajamas, but my hair is dripping wet and, honestly I don't feel pretty at all after seeing all my imperfection in such a way. I feel so sad. I always think I am so divine, magical and heavenly and then sometimes things like this remind me that I am none of th

I she really insane? A few moments later, I saw the girl walking towards my car. I don't usually get scared but when she came in front, I feel some eerie air chilling my spines. She is like a haunted mannequin standing in front. Her messy hair covered her face and wait...her dress. Her gold dress was almost torn out. The picture of the girl who mysteriously entered our place came in to my mind. Is she that crazy woman?

‘Baby girl, where you at?’ ‘Got no strings, got men attached’ ‘Can’t stop their feenin’ for long, no, mm’ Not to toot my own horn, but I have a bit of a voice. The women are losing their minds, trying to figure out who I’m singing to. My only goal is to find who owns that amazing scent. ‘Because you walk pretty, because you talk pretty’ ‘Cause you make me sick and I’m not leavin’ till you’re leavin’