I wake up to the delicious sound of One direction singing kiss you.
SIKE!
It was don't stop by 5sos. I DON'T listen to 1D cause I'm not like the other girls in fact I think they suck, and all my friends make fun of me for it. I'd much rather listen to pierce the veil or 21 pilots Hehe what can I say I'm just quirky like that :P.
I drowsily climb out of bed and shuffle over to my closet. I put on some light wash high waisted shorts from urban outfitters and my grey Bethany Motta too cool for you crop top from Aeropostale. I tie a flannel around my waist and finally put my hair into a messy bun.
"I look awful."
I say to myself. LOL I almost forgot I was a negro. A silk press can only do so much for you. I shake my head and take out the bun.
I walk over to the bathroom and drown myself in sweet pea body spray from Bath and Bodyworks. I put on some light mascara and pink baby lips. I don't wear much makeup, like all the other girls I see around town that cake their faces with makeup like whores. They're the type of girls that wear Ugg's and go to Starbucks everyday. I repeat I am not like them. They are sluts.I hear my phone buzz across the hallway and hurry over to see if Tyler Oakley retweeted me.
It's just a text from my friend Maria.
"We'll be there in 5"
We're going to go get some Starbucks and take some tumblr pics for the gram #justgirlythings
I take one last look in the mirror before leaving.
"I am so fucking UGLY."
I've always been really self conscious so I'm depressed. My hair is naturally long but I just don't like it for some reason. I'm 5 2', but I wish I was 5 3'. Everyone tells me I'm thin but I know I'm fat. My skin is crystal clear, I have long eyelashes, full lips, But I hate the way I look.
While I wait for my friends I decide to scroll through twitter. I stumble across a tweet that changes my entire mood.
"Smile you're beautiful" - Matt
I shyly smile to myself. I love it when they don't use punctuation.
I hear a car horn and get a text from TayTay.
"We here"
I grab my black beanie and converse, then do a light jog towards Maria's car. Wind whipping past my face. Deep down I kinda wish I had a stalker so someone could capture this moment on camera, but even deeper down I know I would just look like a ugly little plastic bag drifting through the wind.
"Hey guys."
I say climbing into the car.
Still into you by Paramore is playing, and everyone greets me.
"Where's Tiff?"
I ask.
"Oh her boyfriends in town for a few days so she wanted to spend some time with him before he left."
"Awww goals."
Aarya says showing us an ig post of Tiff and her boyfriend Chris captioned
"My fave❤️💙"
"I have to admit they are cute together"
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