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~|:|~ Unpretty ~|:|~

Good morning~
Says the sun.

At least, that's what I like to pretend.

In reality, the sun is still asleep.

But I'm not.
Because today's another day.
And I have places to be.
Things to do.

I start my daily routine.

I can't wash my face without wishing I had a different one.
My cheeks are so red.
My skin has the worst texture.
I have so many blemishes.
My nose is too big.
My face looks chubby.
My pores are so noticeable. 

I have to hide it all under layers of makeup.

I go to the kitchen to eat breakfast.
I always either eat the same thing or struggle to pick.
I shouldn't eat this.
I'm already looking chubby.
My flesh is too soft.
This is too much.
Too many calories.

I have to eat little and sneak pills to lose it later.

I spend at least 15 minutes of time I don't have
Wrecking my closet
Searching for something at least decent to wear.

This makes me look chubby.
This shows too much skin.
This isn't cute.
My chest is too flat to look good in this.
These colors don't look good on me.
I wear this too often.
Everybody wears this it's not unique.
I look so basic.
I look so bad.
This is uncomfortable.

But at least it looks decent.

I finish getting ready and set off into the world

To start my day.

Struggling not to look at myself in the side-view mirror of the car.

I arrive at my destination.

And I see everybody there.

And I feel 

So

Overwhelmingly

Unpretty.