I wear contacts, I wear make-up whenever I meet up with people, I straighten my hair every day, I wear non-fitting jumpers and leggings. Without my contacts and straightening my hair, I would be considered ugly.
Um, ugly is a powerful word and is used too often. Yeah I know, I don’t look my best on a Sunday morning but who cares? It doesn’t mean that I’m ugly.
My mum use to tell me that looks don’t matter, it’s what is in the inside which counts. I use to roll my eyes whenever I heard that quote because it hit something in my chest like a punch. I have no idea why.
Search up ‘BBC News.’ I bet you can see something about death, murder or the innocent dying. That’s what ugly is.
In this beautiful world, there is some ugliness. I think everyone has a bit of ugly in them; in looks or personality.
I look bad today; I didn’t bother wiping my make-up off yesterday as it was really late and I was walking around like a dead zombie. To be honest, I’ve only just woken up now (at 3 in the afternoon) as I have a painful headache and my breath stinks.I guess that counts as ugly.
Ugly is the pain in people and the world. It’s what makes our world, a beautiful world because if we didn’t have ugliness, it would be boring. We wouldn’t know what beautiful was.
So in a way, ugly is good. It’s what keeps me going because I wouldn’t know what beautiful was and I live for beautiful things.
Thank you for taking your time to read this and remember ugly can be good,
Hideaway Girl xxx