To Be The Beautiful You Novels & Stories

(just be tired) Without piling on all sad and scared and out of time (oh) I'm wild (wild) Can I just be wild? (just be wild) Without feeling like I'm failing and I'm losing my mind Can someone just hold me? Don't fix me, don't try to change a thing Oh, someone just know me 'Cause underneath, I'm broken and it's beautiful I'm broken and it's beautiful I'm broken and it's beautiful I'm I'm broken and it's beautiful It's beautiful, it's beautiful (it's beautiful) It's beautiful, yeah, I'm broken and it's beautiful

Is it really me? "See? You'll look better when it's fixed. Do you believe me?" "Maybe they have magic," I murmured. "Just accept the truth that you are really beautiful," he anchored his hand on my arm before leaving the salon. "You're different, you're the only one who doesn't want to be called beautiful." "It's not that I don't want to," I hissed. "I'm just not used to being c-complimented." "Train yourself, Irene. That beauty you have deserves a million compliments and compliments from people."

I’m not trying to look beautiful for anyone… I’m only trying to look beautiful for myself…

I don't think i have said this enough, but yet again: She's beautiful. Anna banner beautiful, Adesua Etomi beautiful, Alisha böe beautiful, Grace saif beautiful, Cleopatra Ptolemy beautiful. It's like somebody took the bests parts of all of them and moulded it into a person. She is that person. That person is she. I want to meet whoever crafted her and buy him or her a chilled bottle of Maltina.

I replied and saw her giving a peaceful smile. "Alright." She said. I didn't reply her, I just sat there still. Soon she dropped me outside my home. I directly went to my room as I was too tired for anything and everything. All I wanted to do was sleep so I hopped on my bed and started playing some songs on random. It was a good session until I heard Aaryan's favourite song started playing. It is 'Meant to be' by Bebe rexha. I have stalked Aaryan enough to know his favourite song when I heard it, it become my favourite as well. I quickly took a screenshot from my mobile and posted it as my WhatsApp status hoping that Aaryan will see it, to my shock, he was the first viewer. OMG! I did not ov

"I'm not pretty." "Be confident, girl!" Lowa patted her on the shoulder, "I've just told you. You are one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. You underestimate your beauty, always wear outdated old clothes, don't spend time on makeup, and think of yourself as a mediocre person. Believe me, you are great, not only your face and body, but also your personality and your mind. Be confident, you are a shining girl. You deserve to be praised for your good qualities." I smiled and said, "Selene, you're so beautiful. I don't want you to get married. I want you to stay with me forever. I want us to sleep together every night."

“Because I’m going to ruin you beautifully.” She

A revolution of becoming more by being together. And it was beautiful.

Fog left his lips, realising how she was cooling him from inside out. "Are you still curious about who I am, Adam? Maybe this will help." Zara step back and she chants her magic causing her brown hair turning white, a shiny ivory colour and her eyes glitters like diamonds as she stares at him. Adam staggers back. It couldn't be "Y...you're dead. You're suppose to be dead." His whole body was trembling. " Do I look like I'm dead, Adam? Well, I almost did since you did pierce my heart but I can assure you, I am fine. And never felt better as I am now. But you on the other hand, you don't look so well?"

"I was cold to you. I didn't even say anything." "If it makes you feel better, I was clumsy and lame," I say, recalling my tripping and falling as my Luna called me from my hiding place in the trees. I looked like a total fool. "You were beautiful. You are beautiful, Rae." I pause, feeling my chest grow tight. An uneasy, unpleasant feeling bubbles up inside of me, almost like a panic. Part of me doesn't like this, part of me wants him to stop. Old Rae is being slapped in the face, and she's ready to fight back, not willing to agree. My fingertips turn numb and I scrunch up my hands into fists, not sure what to say. He said I am beautiful, James said I am beautiful and deep down I am begging