I had an epiphany last week. Something just came to me and I just realised: who cares if I'm not the prettiest girl ever? I have good friends and I have a good life, so why am I so focused on there being people prettier, cleverer, smarter out there than me? I'm never going to be them, I can't change my face unless I suddenly get millions of pounds, so why can't I just be happy in my own skin? And everything was just coming into place for me. Until I discovered that Niall Horan was dating someone beautiful, and I was back to my All Time Low.All Rights Reserved
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