{the story of a girl}
I'm trying desperately to accept me for me. To feel comfortable, to feel good, in my own skin again. It's never been easy for me. I'm not a classic beauty. I don't have the body of a supermodel. I'm not the type of girl that turns guys heads. And I'm trying to be okay with that. Trying to accept my imperfections and flaws and make peace with them. Will I ever get there? I'm not sure.
posted by Lindsy at
7:31 PM
I'm a cross between Lara Croft: Tomb Raider and the Girl Next Door (in my dreams). In reality I'm an incredibly sassy and slightly sarcastic 30 something finishing my undgrad degree at ASU and contemplating my options for grad school. I'm an adrenaline junkie in the purest sense of the word and enjoy hunting, fishing and the color blue (translation- I'm a country girl at heart). I'm a self-proclaimed bibliophile who possesses a penchant good music, good movies and even better friends.
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2 Comments:
I think you look pretty. But I know what you mean. It's hard to not critique everything about ourselves.
9:03 PM
Don't be so hard on yourself. My mom always told me that I was my own worst enemy and I think she's right. We all are our own worst enemy. I think you look nice in this pic, sad, but nice. Smile and be proud of who you are.
12:13 PM
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