"I realize what you do, I realize why you don't think you're handsome. You sit there, looking in the mirror, and stare at yourself, don't you? You stare at yourself, and you point out all of your flaws, even though there's nothing wrong with you." She stopped for a second before continuing, "I realized that when I was trying to take a picture of a sunset that reminded me of you, I turned on the camera, and it came on front-facing, showing a picture of myself. I had cringed at myself, then taken the picture.
"After I took it, I brought it back towards myself and stared, noting everything that looked ugly about myself, and made me question why you loved me. Me, of all people, when you could've gotten someone prettier, who's eyes didn't give away how tired she was, who's cheeks weren't as stretchy or fatty as mine, who didn't hide her forehead due to self-consciousness. Someone who wasn't as white as a fucking ghost."
She sighed, looked up at him, then put her head in her hands, "Compared to me, you're a fucking god. It doesn't matter if no one else sees it, because you should see it, and you should be proud of it. Your eyes are the prettiest I've ever seen, you have little to no acne, your skin color makes me jealous. God, I don't deserve you." She took a deep breath, before giving a shaky laugh. "You're basically a god, dating the equivalent of human garbage. You deserve the prettiest girl on the planet, not one of the worst."
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Beautiful Tragedies Excerpts
Teen Fictionso basically, these are just a bunch of little writing's i've written from a book i hope to write in the future, which should hopefully be called Beautiful Tragedies. but yeah, i hope you enjoy, and all excerpts will vary in length and such
