Love Me For Who I Am

Love Me For Who I Am

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"I know I'm not that beautiful, i don't have blonde hair, the so called perfect face, dimples or even a straight nose. I don't even have a good figure, flat boobs and a flat backside'' I complain to my friend. "Sophie please stop, you are beautiful, beauty is the content of your character'' Ariana says calmly. " No, stop! I interrupt her. "I'm still a virgin at 24, I'm boring, I'm a goody two shoes. M...ma....maybe that's why they all keep hurting me'' I say in between my sobs. "B...but I just want someone to Love Me For Who I Am, how I look. Is that too much to ask for'' I ask Ariana. "No sweetheart no, you deserve that its not too much its really not'' Ariana says trying to soothe me. Then why do they keep hurting me ~~~~~ Sophie has just caught her boyfriend cheating on her with her neighbour, he's the fifth one to do that. The same thing happened with all the ones in the past. She's heart broken not because she caught him cheating, she doesn't give a d**n about him. But because she thinks she's not good enough and that's why all of them did the same thing. Cheat on her. ~~~~~ " Men are all the same, all the want is sex and if you can't give them that, they don't care what else you have to offer, they turn their attention to the next girl with her legs spread wide open inviting them in'' I say assuredly. "Now that's a really bad view about men in general, not all men are like that'' He chuckles and says. "Allow me'' He says. "Huh'' I say not understanding what he meant "Let me change your opinion about men in general'' He pleads for a chance, his ice blue eyes piercing a hole through my soul. I scoff and cross my arms tight to my body. " And how do you plan on doing that'' I ask "First, I love the fact that you wear a purity ring'' He says not for once looking away from my face. I look down at my purity ring, let a small smile break out on my face making sure he doesn't see it. "Second'' I question with an impassive face. Keep Reading.
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Camila: I am so done with gorgeous men, I fell for one a long time ago and paid with my heart. I thought he loved me until I figured he couldn't stand my body and I was just a free place to live. I don't have time for games, I need to stay focused. Dante: I come from a family of means, but, I am just a regular man, I work 9 to 5. I actually enjoy working with all the "little people" I feel respected with them. I have recently woken up from a long sleep, I didn't even know a person could break your control the way she did it to me. She refuses to take my shit, and I love her all the more for it. -and when I inhaled again, I could smell HER, fuck, something citrusy and sweet. Delicious, I wondered if her lips would taste as good as she smelled. Her full peach colored lips beckoned me for a sampling. My mouth began to water. I looked back up to her eyes and time seemed to stand still, holy shit! That actually happens?! and as I gazed into her eyes, I felt something shift, I felt like my soul was on full display for her to unravel. And in her eyes, I saw a story, a story I very much would like to know about. Her eyes were like dark pools of chocolate coaxing me to take a dive. And I very much wanted to take the plunge and drown in them. She started to lean closer to me but stopped when I opened my stupid mouth said the last thought I'd had, "Impressive, did your man teach you how to work on his car?" Obviously, it was not what she waited for me to say at that moment and whatever connection had began was just as quickly DISconnected , because she gave me, what I'm assuming was supposed to be a death glare, but really she just managed to look cute with her little nose scrunched up. "Ex-cuse me!?" she almost yelled, she looked hurt. Oh damn, "What?" Shit, I had been drooling so much over her scent that my mouth didn't process the words through my brain before releasing.

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