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    Yeah, well, as i said on an earlier thread, I'm baby faced AF. The reason why I don't wear makeup is because I look like a fishing kid playing with her mother's stuff.

    You should talk though. The reason I did is because i don't know anyone on TSR, so it's easier
    Yeah you look a little baby faced, but that's not a bad thing - you don't need make-up to look great, plus you'll still great when you're older.

    Honestly, it's OK

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    Lol. Now you get it. :yep:

    Love you
    Ily moreeee! :jumphug:
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    It isn't me, although I deeply deeply wish it was XD

    It is Kerry Washington/ Olivia pope A queen, my queen!!!!
    omg, it is? I guess I didn't look closely enough.

    I love Kerry, gahh, queen <3 She looked amazing in the oscars.
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    Yeah you look a little baby faced, but that's not a bad thing - you don't need make-up to look great, plus you'll still great when you're older.

    Honestly, it's OK

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    Yeah......hopefully, no guarantee there.

    But I really think you should talk. I know, who am I to talk, but, I think it would help. Contrary to this thread, I DO give good advice, and i'm always ready to listen. I know opening up is hard, but once you do, I think it's a lot easier.

    If I recall correctly, you said you liked rap. Have you written any related lyrics, or anything?
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    (Original post by fandom-queen)
    Yeah......hopefully, no guarantee there.

    But I really think you should talk. I know, who am I to talk, but, I think it would help. Contrary to this thread, I DO give good advice, and i'm always ready to listen. I know opening up is hard, but once you do, I think it's a lot easier.

    If I recall correctly, you said you liked rap. Have you written any related lyrics, or anything?
    Unless you start smoking or taking drugs....

    I guess


    **** this ****, I try to unwind,
    But every freaking night,
    I lose the fight with the guy inside
    That I've put up a façade to hide,
    But the mask is removed once I start to write,
    And even I don't recognise
    the monster trapped in my mind!
    Once I run out of lines and get to sleep
    I have eternal nightmares filled with my screams,
    No wonder I have no hope, not even dreams,
    Dunno how I cope, barely holding the seams
    Together, but to the outside world it seems,
    Like I'm bouncing off the ceiling,
    But I keep hiding this feeling,
    It's like my skin has started peeling,
    My heart won't stop bleeding
    And I won't start healing.
    But then I start achieving, find a new meaning,
    And everything starts seeming
    To be within my reach an’
    I've finally found a path
    That allows me to yell “I'm back!”
    Before spitting a new rap,
    This time I'm on full attack,
    Churning out more lead than an AT-AT
    Leaving more dead than the yanks did Afghans,
    Crap! Am I really that mad that I can laugh at
    The fact that an event happened so bad that
    Thousands of people lost their lives?
    See, once I start to rhyme,
    I lose a bit of my disguise,
    But even I fear the guy inside,
    Because I've finally realised,
    How much I traumatise,
    People otherwise identified
    As absolutely fine,
    Now it's like my heart is made outta wood,
    Just like I always knew it would,
    Cause try as I might I just can't do no good,
    I thought I could, I knew I should,
    But now it feels like,
    I'm going twelve rounds against Mike Tyson,
    It's not even a bare knuckle fight!
    As he pulls out his belt buckle I'm
    Praying I'll draw blood tonight,
    And drawing my own butterfly knife,
    I spot my moment, go to strike
    As my life dashes past my eyes
    That's right, I didn't quite die
    But he stuck the knife in my side
    Just so he could keep me alive
    He didn't know I was simply waiting for the right time
    To end my mother****ing life!
    Cause man I just don't know why I even try,
    I just end up the same place and state with the same face trying to hide my tears as I cry!
    Yeah I guess you could say
    That I'm stuck on the set of Groundhog day!
    But I don't need to be a psychic to tell you I'll be lucky if my winter even ends in May!
    The best way to describe my brain is to say I'm stuck in this lyrical maze trying to escape,
    Buy the day I finally break free of the chains that restrain me will be the day I'm finally sane,
    Wait. Did I say maze? I should have called I labyrinth, I can't negotiate,
    This monster, cause the walls move everytime I see the exit
    I try, but my effort never quite makes it,
    Guess that's why there's always a next hit,
    Another obstacle, a next bridge,
    That I've just gotta cross, but I dunno how,
    I'm just going further and further round
    the bend, just wanna scream and shout,
    Maybe once I get all this crap out,
    I might finally get myself on the mend!
    That’s why I always sit here with paper and a pen,
    It’s all just an attempt to vent and get it all out my head
    Maybe one day I’ll stop hating on myself
    and start actually looking after my health
    But I just keep pulling rhymes of the shelf
    but the demons just won’t relent
    It’s like all they can do is dement
    My life so that it starts to seem
    That I’ll never start to see
    A way out, it never occurred to me,
    To have any faith or hope,
    That maybe, one day I’ll find peace,
    But rapping is all I know,
    All I can ****ing do is flow!
    It’s the only thing that lets me at least pretend to cope!
    That’s why you see me on this stage performing these lyrical miracles,
    I’m not blowing stuff to biblical proportion just to drive the crowd hysterical,
    It’s all just an attempt to vent and get this stuff off my chest,
    Hopefully it’ll get the thoughts out my head, and I can get
    Some actual rest, without this I’d never get to bed,



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    (Original post by Andy98)
    Unless you start smoking or taking drugs....

    I guess


    **** this ****, I try to unwind,
    But every freaking night,
    I lose the fight with the guy inside
    That I've put up a façade to hide,
    But the mask is removed once I start to write,
    And even I don't recognise
    the monster trapped in my mind!
    Once I run out of lines and get to sleep
    I have eternal nightmares filled with my screams,
    No wonder I have no hope, not even dreams,
    Dunno how I cope, barely holding the seams
    Together, but to the outside world it seems,
    Like I'm bouncing off the ceiling,
    But I keep hiding this feeling,
    It's like my skin has started peeling,
    My heart won't stop bleeding
    And I won't start healing.
    But then I start achieving, find a new meaning,
    And everything starts seeming
    To be within my reach an’
    I've finally found a path
    That allows me to yell “I'm back!”
    Before spitting a new rap,
    This time I'm on full attack,
    Churning out more lead than an AT-AT
    Leaving more dead than the yanks did Afghans,
    Crap! Am I really that mad that I can laugh at
    The fact that an event happened so bad that
    Thousands of people lost their lives?
    See, once I start to rhyme,
    I lose a bit of my disguise,
    But even I fear the guy inside,
    Because I've finally realised,
    How much I traumatise,
    People otherwise identified
    As absolutely fine,
    Now it's like my heart is made outta wood,
    Just like I always knew it would,
    Cause try as I might I just can't do no good,
    I thought I could, I knew I should,
    But now it feels like,
    I'm going twelve rounds against Mike Tyson,
    It's not even a bare knuckle fight!
    As he pulls out his belt buckle I'm
    Praying I'll draw blood tonight,
    And drawing my own butterfly knife,
    I spot my moment, go to strike
    As my life dashes past my eyes
    That's right, I didn't quite die
    But he stuck the knife in my side
    Just so he could keep me alive
    He didn't know I was simply waiting for the right time
    To end my mother****ing life!
    Cause man I just don't know why I even try,
    I just end up the same place and state with the same face trying to hide my tears as I cry!
    Yeah I guess you could say
    That I'm stuck on the set of Groundhog day!
    But I don't need to be a psychic to tell you I'll be lucky if my winter even ends in May!
    The best way to describe my brain is to say I'm stuck in this lyrical maze trying to escape,
    Buy the day I finally break free of the chains that restrain me will be the day I'm finally sane,
    Wait. Did I say maze? I should have called I labyrinth, I can't negotiate,
    This monster, cause the walls move everytime I see the exit
    I try, but my effort never quite makes it,
    Guess that's why there's always a next hit,
    Another obstacle, a next bridge,
    That I've just gotta cross, but I dunno how,
    I'm just going further and further round
    the bend, just wanna scream and shout,
    Maybe once I get all this crap out,
    I might finally get myself on the mend!
    That’s why I always sit here with paper and a pen,
    It’s all just an attempt to vent and get it all out my head
    Maybe one day I’ll stop hating on myself
    and start actually looking after my health
    But I just keep pulling rhymes of the shelf
    but the demons just won’t relent
    It’s like all they can do is dement
    My life so that it starts to seem
    That I’ll never start to see
    A way out, it never occurred to me,
    To have any faith or hope,
    That maybe, one day I’ll find peace,
    But rapping is all I know,
    All I can ****ing do is flow!
    It’s the only thing that lets me at least pretend to cope!
    That’s why you see me on this stage performing these lyrical miracles,
    I’m not blowing stuff to biblical proportion just to drive the crowd hysterical,
    It’s all just an attempt to vent and get this stuff off my chest,
    Hopefully it’ll get the thoughts out my head, and I can get
    Some actual rest, without this I’d never get to bed,



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    I think I'm in love <3

    With the rap, I meant. OMG, IT'S REALLY GOOD!! Have you SHOWN this to someone? You have to! I kinda read it in slim shady's voice, like, with the beat and all.

    As someone who writes poetry, lyrically you're on point.

    You're lyrics kind of resonate what I feel daily.....and, I think for an artists, that's the biggest compliment they can get. Please, please don't stop writing, you're really good, I mean it.

    Holy.....crap..........
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    (Original post by fandom-queen)
    i've recently been feeling really down about myself.

    It all started when a really pretty, and thin friend of mine started talking about how ugly and fat she was, and, when I went home, for the first time ever, I looked at myself, and I saw myself for what I was, untalented, ugly and fat.

    I've never been able to forget it, never been able to shake it off after that. Everywhere I go, the people I see, they're all better than me, they're all prettier, smarter, and I just feel like a huge failure. I see them, in their pretty shorts and sleeveless tank tops, and I have to pull my sleeves down, to hide my arms, suck my tummy in, to hide my stomach.

    I hate myself, I disgust myself, I feel sick just looking at myself, and I'm just a big, fat, ugly piece of crap. My feelings have been really extreme, but there's no one I can talk about it to.

    Which led me to have these extreme thoughts. And I know that I shouldn't be having them. I went through bulimia and anorexia for about 6 months, and I started losing hair and became anaemic.

    If anyone has any advice, or similar experiences....please help me.........
    I'm sorry you've had to go through that and as a teenage girl myself I've had similar thoughts more times that I would want to admit. Sometimes, I feel quite pretty (like 5% of the time) but most of the time I look at the mirror and fee so ugly it's unreal, I get so jealous of these girls who look so pretty and I'm just standing there like ' I feel and look like crap'I was talking to my friends the other day and they all said they felt the same way, which was so weird because they are all really pretty! I guess, it kinda boosted my confidence knowing that other people felt this way - I've also had some people reassure me that I wasn't in fact ugly which did actually help, hearing someone else diapprove your opinon sometimes does help Bottom line is, we are all going to feel like we're not good enough. We're all going to feel either too fat, too skinny, too ugly etc However good looking you are, the thoughts going to cross someone's mind at least once. Just remember that Beauty/perfection is subjective and at most times - deceptive. You may look at yourself and see yourself in a bad light but trust me, there WILL be people out there who find you absolutely stunning and perfect just the way you are. I know this may be hard to do, but tell yourself you are beautiful once every day, soon, you'll start feeling it


    (Btw, if that's you in your picture - you are far from the things you say you are)
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    (Original post by fandom-queen)
    I think I'm in love <3

    With the rap, I meant. OMG, IT'S REALLY GOOD!! Have you SHOWN this to someone? You have to! I kinda read it in slim shady's voice, like, with the beat and all.

    As someone who writes poetry, lyrically you're on point.

    You're lyrics kind of resonate what I feel daily.....and, I think for an artists, that's the biggest compliment they can get. Please, please don't stop writing, you're really good, I mean it.

    Holy.....crap..........
    Hahaha thanks

    I'm honestly not that good though

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    (Original post by Andy98)
    Hahaha thanks

    I'm honestly not that good though

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    Yeah, I SO believe that *sarcasm alert*

    Honestly, you should do something about this. It's a wonderful gift you have
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    (Original post by cookiemonster15)
    I'm sorry you've had to go through that and as a teenage girl myself I've had similar thoughts more times that I would want to admit. Sometimes, I feel quite pretty (like 5% of the time) but most of the time I look at the mirror and fee so ugly it's unreal, I get so jealous of these girls who look so pretty and I'm just standing there like ' I feel and look like crap'I was talking to my friends the other day and they all said they felt the same way, which was so weird because they are all really pretty! I guess, it kinda boosted my confidence knowing that other people felt this way - I've also had some people reassure me that I wasn't in fact ugly which did actually help, hearing someone else diapprove your opinon sometimes does help Bottom line is, we are all going to feel like we're not good enough. We're all going to feel either too fat, too skinny, too ugly etc However good looking you are, the thoughts going to cross someone's mind at least once. Just remember that Beauty/perfection is subjective and at most times - deceptive. You may look at yourself and see yourself in a bad light but trust me, there WILL be people out there who find you absolutely stunning and perfect just the way you are. I know this may be hard to do, but tell yourself you are beautiful once every day, soon, you'll start feeling it


    (Btw, if that's you in your picture - you are far from the things you say you are)
    Thank you. It helps, it does. I love your username. Cookies are life, cookies are love.

    And I wonder why I'm fat

    It is me in the picture, and, I guess people have different perceptions of pretty, as you said. Where I live, Taylor swift would be considered perfect, whereas, someone like beyonce would be considered on the not-so-thin side. But, the thing is......I don't think i'm pretty, and I personally feel like it's pathetic that I need someone else to tell me that I am or am not. I WANT to be content with myself. But it's hard......
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    (Original post by fandom-queen)
    Yeah, I SO believe that *sarcasm alert*

    Honestly, you should do something about this. It's a wonderful gift you have
    It's not a gift, it's a curse.

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    (Original post by Andy98)
    It's not a gift, it's a curse.

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    hah?? Why so? I'm sure you're exaggerating
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    hah?? Why so? I'm sure you're exaggerating
    Because I spend my nights thinking of lyrics; when I try having a serious conversation all I can do is think of rhymes, and I can never focus on college work because I've got lyrics going through my head.

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    (Original post by fandom-queen)
    Thank you. It helps, it does. I love your username. Cookies are life, cookies are love.

    And I wonder why I'm fat

    It is me in the picture, and, I guess people have different perceptions of pretty, as you said. Where I live, Taylor swift would be considered perfect, whereas, someone like beyonce would be considered on the not-so-thin side. But, the thing is......I don't think i'm pretty, and I personally feel like it's pathetic that I need someone else to tell me that I am or am not. I WANT to be content with myself. But it's hard......
    I get what you mean, and it's not pathetic at all if you feel like someone else needs to tell you that you're pretty.

    Have you tried make- up? I myself don't use it often but I've seen the effects it has on people when they use it correctly- it can make you feel a whole lot more confident about yourself (Saying that, don't feel like make up is the only way you get to feel and look pretty. It's not.)

    I guess what you can do is (and I do this sometimes) the next time you see a really pretty person, just remember that they are most likely going through exactly what you're feeling.

    People do have different perceptions of pretty but at this point, the most important perception that's most important for you is the one that you hold. What do you think makes a pretty/perfect person and why do you think you yourself can't get there?

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    Because I spend my nights thinking of lyrics; when I try having a serious conversation all I can do is think of rhymes, and I can never focus on college work because I've got lyrics going through my head.

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    Ohh, that's the curse of creativity. The worst thing our current education system does is kill it.
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    (Original post by cookiemonster15)
    I get what you mean, and it's not pathetic at all if you feel like someone else needs to tell you that you're pretty.

    Have you tried make- up? I myself don't use it often but I've seen the effects it has on people when they use it correctly- it can make you feel a whole lot more confident about yourself (Saying that, don't feel like make up is the only way you get to feel and look pretty. It's not.)

    I guess what you can do is (and I do this sometimes) the next time you see a really pretty person, just remember that they are most likely going through exactly what you're feeling.

    People do have different perceptions of pretty but at this point, the most important perception that's most important for you is the one that you hold. What do you think makes a pretty/perfect person and why do you think you yourself can't get there?

    Well, I don't wear make up at all, because of two reasons:

    1) I don't really like it. It's kind of....like having another layer on my face, and, I'm the kind of person who'd accidentally rub my eyes and wash my face and realise I had mascara on.

    2) I don't know how to. I'm serious, I'm 16 and I have never put on make up. Many say that's a good thing, but I see all these girls with cat eyes and red lipstick, looking all grown up and gorgeous........

    then there's me, round face, chubby cheeks and acne galore.

    Yup, I'm going to die a spinster.
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    (Original post by fandom-queen)
    Ohh, that's the curse of creativity. The worst thing our current education system does is kill it.
    Yeah I know

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    Hey dude. Look, I know it's an old thread but I just wanted to ask how you were doing now? I hope you're doing better, but it's okay if you're not. Anyway, you don't have to reply if you don't feel like it.
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    (Original post by fandom-queen)
    And apparently I'm the only idiot who keeps chocolate in the freezer. I meant fridge.
    I am not going to read 6 pages but I will say this life is what you make out of it.If you feel untalented lazy and fat then try change it. Get a gym membership do something productive. Our bodies are essential and we should take care off them. Someone who doesn't take care off their body says a lot about them. If you have medical problems then obviously just try your best. Genes could also be an issue but it's only a problem if you let it become one. Just try your best and get your self esteem up

    edit:lmao such an old thread yes how are you?
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    (Original post by Emz99)
    I am not going to read 6 pages but I will say this life is what you make out of it.If you feel untalented lazy and fat then try change it. Get a gym membership do something productive. Our bodies are essential and we should take care off them. Someone who doesn't take care off their body says a lot about them. If you have medical problems then obviously just try your best. Genes could also be an issue but it's only a problem if you let it become one. Just try your best and get your self esteem up

    edit:lmao such an old thread yes how are you?
    ahahaha! Thanks! I will, I feel much better now. I think it might PARTLY be genes, but I was very skinny as a kid and even now, I'm not obese, I just have a bit of flab, so gene-blaming would be the easy way out. I am definitely going to join a gym and go swimming, but, I think I'm going to concentrate on my A-levels first. I have the rest of my life to lose a bit of weight, but this exam is very important to me.

    Thank you so much for your concern!
 
 
 
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