Do you want to be someone else? Come. I dare you. I dare you to be perfect. Impossible right? Yes, but dreams wouldn’t be awesome if they were reachable, would they? Come with me, let me teach you…
I am the hero. I am not the bad guy, this is not my place. The good girl is not supposed to be ugly. She is not supposed to be a liar, backstabber or any of the above. In this story I’m the good girl that gets labelled the pig in the story. And the bad girl gets labelled the good girl. The innocent victim. But she is NOT!!!!! She is the liar, the pig, the swine, the evil stepsister. The witch. She deceived them all. They can’t see her true colours, but I can.
The mission begins today. The war already started. I will work hard. Focus on my religion. Be disciplined. Take a deep breath and jump.
It all started last year. I had a bad feeling in my stomach. There was a new girl. When she walked in I instantly hated her. Strong word maybe, rather strongly dislikes. She’s not pretty, rather ugly. Red, fattish cheeks, blondish hair. Not skinny at all. Hollywood the bad girl isn’t ALWAYS PRETTY. Rather ugly and blotchy. I’m not a size two model, but I usually wear a six or an eight. Hollywood you REALLY got that part WRONG.
