Bubblegum Can't Art 2 *COMPLETED*

What you see VS What I see

What you see: a beautiful smile that belongs to a beautiful girl
What I see: a horrid smile that belongs to an ugly b****

What you see: perfect shiny freckled skin
What I see: Pale white skin with ugly poop-brown freckles

What you see: a perfect healthy nose
What I see: an ugly oversized nose

What you see: A pretty girl
What I see: a petty girl with a double-chin and dimples

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I honestly don't want to live this life. I want a different life. A different body. A different style. Different IRL friends. Different grammar. They told me that they would fix my smile. My smile is still an overbite, and my teeth are still crooked and yellow. Crooked and yellow isn't better to other people. I love animals. But people make fun of me for wanting to help helpless souls that cannot take care of themselves. They make fun of the way I look. The way I talk. The way my voice sounds. The way my hair isn't straight and has all kinds of nicks in it and how it isn't shiny. I know what you all are going to say. "Nobody is perfect." Right? I'm right m, aren't I? Well, I'm probably the worst friend you could ask for. I'm sorry for being in your life, and if you don't like me, or don't want to be my friend, just say so. I will get out of your life. It isn't like its going to effect me. I'm already as insane as it can get, and I think of doing things you wouldn't even imagine. I'm slowly dying of bullying. I can't take another cheater. Another marriage. Another breakup. Another divorce. I'm sure you guys remember my step-brother, right? Well, he was the stepbrother I never had the chance to say hi to. My mother lost my little brother in miscarriage a lot of years ago. My stepbrother treated me like a cheap box of cereal. He slowly ate away at my confidence. Even after he attacked me with his entire class on the playground, I still loved him, because I considered him my brother that I lost. He never understood the pain I went through. He never understood anything. None of them did. But anyways, I'm sorry for everything I have done. If you want to talk to me, talk to me in pm. But I don't want to talk to the people who will ignore me. I don't need another fraud friend.