if my life was disposable, i would've thrown it out the window a long time ago.

i'm not, never was, and can never be objectively pretty. my problem on looks and its effect on my dwindling self-esteem has been a problem in my system since i was three. i still don't feel that i possess something else that could compensate for it, i still don't attract people, and i just want to kill myself. what's worse is that i'm already 21 and i'm still whining and getting seriously affected by this problem. it would've been understandable if i were 12 or 13 or on my pre-adolescent stage. but nooooooo. and no matter how much society denies it, good-looking people, especially women, get treated by society better than plain or ugly looking ones.

'just felt like reiterating one of life's harsh truths.

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