Seriously this was the first story I read ever that I related to very well. On being unattractive.
You know thats not true. Because I was bullied a lot during my school years I formed an image of my self. Dug out all imperfections and laid them on the table. Accepting that im ugly. Because thats what I grew up hearing from everyone. But now i see that i was wrong. There is someone who looks at me. The things I thought were ugly. She called special, strange, cute, funny and cool and so many different things. From my scars to my sharpened fingernails to my sometimes unbearable stubborness and the way I have an evil side that I dont even want to get rid of anymore. To me all it took was for one person to tell me otherwise. Call me naive if thats what you think. But I truly believe everyone who tries to find it. Will find the love of their own. I say this because once I thought that appearances matter. But they only matter to those who dont see further than looks. Only the truly blind would call it love if it was based on looks alone. Thats not love. Thats greed. Catch my point? Sorry to ramble so much. Guess I had a little too much on the topic. ( ̄∇ ̄")
Thanks so much for the upload!!! (ノ≧∇≦)ノ