Ehm...well, see...it's like this...I'm still feeling ugly as hell, but I'm just not giving one little ounce of s**t. I don't care. But I'm still ugly. This is completely new, as well as weird. So...what's wrong with me? Normally...I care if I'm ugly, cuz I hate being ugly, but right now...someone could call me an ugly fat b***h and I'd believe it, but...I really don't think I'd care. Could it be that I've finally come to grips with the fact that I'm ugly and that I can't do anything about it, and...wow. I've been waiting to feel this way for...*counts* five years. Five years I've been sticking ugliness out, and now I don't care. Now that I finally feel this way though...it's not so great. Or maybe I'm just in a strange mood and everything will be normal come tomorrow.
I mean...I'm looking at myself in a liiiiittle mirror I found. I'm ugly. But...*shrug* that's how I've always been.
Except...as a little girl, like a baby and maybe 7 under...I was so damn cute! Maybe I'm a little cocky, but I was adorable, and I look at myself now and shreek in my head "WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!". But now I'm looking and...not really caring.
That's the problem though, I think maybe I should be caring, cuz it's no good letting yourself go you know?
Ah well, what do I know? That's right. Nothing. So, I'll shut up.
Byes for now Journal.
-Kat
Iklbug Community Member 
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