I'll never be considered hot to anyone and it depresses me.

"A Rose By Anyother Name"


Look at me.

You see yourself as a dandelion,

one of many, and not at all special:

Yet, still considered a flower by some.

In reality, You are a Rose,

deep, rich red, delicate passion pink.

Soft, satiny petals,

And yet, you do have your thorns.

You keep those around you at a distance.

Seemingly to be safe,

but there is nothing to be afraid of.

So look at me...

You are in your prime, your beauty is in full bloom.

Feel it, let it happen, it's become a part of you.

You have such a special gift, in which you deny yourself

the pleasure of your deep passions...

Decadent and starving.

Look at me.

Don't be afraid to feed yourself,

and taste all the pleasures that life has to offer.

Let yourself be loved.

But most important of all-

Love yourself.

For only then, can you look into a mirror-

And be happy with what you see.



-Kelly. 🌹



"Invisible"



Arriving at work, start of the day,
Breeze past co-workers,
Nothing to say.
Whispers echo off the knife in your back,
Why are people so mean,
Why do they attack.
I wish they'd all just leave me alone,
Or I wish that I could become invisible,
With a push of my phone.

Later in the day, important work needed to be done,
Completed with attention to detail,
Pride and passion, was really fun.
Turned it in, but sat on the desk unnoticed, untouched.
It was invisible, as well as you,
No one could ever remember,
Seeing you.
Your heart hurt, so much.
All your hard work and all your accomplishments,
Mean less than Zero,
For you don't even exist,
You're nobody's hero.

Left work, no reason to be there,
Headed shopping, to buy something for you to wear.
Nobody waited on you,
No one could see or hear,
You didn't exist, nobody cared.

Finally home, home where you can let go,
Your dog doesn't notice you,
Your cat doesn't meow,
You're not even there,
Because you do not exist,
Invisible sounds fun,
The devil insists.

Alone in your room, on your knees as you pray,
This is all a nightmare, please God, I take it back,
Make today go away.

I love who I was, How I look, How I Care,
How I mattered to others,
Invisible, I don't want or don't dare.

Then, you pass your mirror, in the bathroom above sink,
And look at the beautiful woman staring back at you,
You stare unbelieving, you don't dare blink.

It's you all this time,
Never been anyone else,
You're beautiful in person,
You acknowledge to yourself.

You smile at the reflection,
You wipe away your tears,
Your cat meows after you, and purrs,
Your dog barks, and licks your ears.


-Kelly.🤗🌹

You were not born to please others.
[b]You are good by being Yourself[/b]
Yes, good looks are nice, but only initially - in the ling run it's inner strength & beauty that matters.
So, cheer up, kick ass, and rock the earth with your footsteps.
Love you
Hugs

Look at the bright side of it.

If the hottest babe on earth lives long enough she gets to look like a sack of rotten watermelons with a face like a deflated basketball.

You'll never have to know how that feels.

Inner beauty is what really counts, despite what pop culture dictates. There are people out there that will see that inner light.

Everyone deserves validation

Watch the Olympics? Every body type imaginable and they are all superior physical specimens

Hey... could be a mixed blessing!!!!


I suffer that also. But, I find real friends, love & there's lil drama in my life.



And I know we are our WORST critics.

Oh, stop being down on yourself. You don't deserve that.

Also... don't you dare get surgery to please anyone. You will be soo very sorry.

& I bet you're not unattractive. 😝

So THERE!

What matters is ❤️!

Bullshit, the guy who'll see you as 'hot as f🦆' is out there somewhere. You just have to find him.

You are not ugly,far from it

Are you at least a clean 4? 😜