People don’t realize why I don’t see myself as beautiful. It’s because all I see is other girls who have so much more than me. They’re the girls that turn heads, the ones with the perfectly long legs, the perfect boobs, the softest, most perfect curves. They’re the ones with the beautiful eyes, the long flowing hair, the perfectly straight teeth, and the ski-slope nose. They’re the ones who have everything that I don’t have. They’re the ones that are everything I’m not.