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I have writer’s block right now but here is my song. And do you think I should put
OPTION 1:: "Butterflies have never felt so good."
Does he feel the same way?
I don’t know,
Should I ask him?
No.
Butterflies have never felt so good."

OPTION 2: Something to do with a mixed up fairy tale where the girl doesn’t get the boy.

MY SONG::
~INTRODUCTON~
This is probably the same old story you have already heard, but needless to say,
Just another song about a girl who likes a boy, but anyway.

~VERSE 1~
5 am I wake up and try to get as pretty as the other girls at school,
7 am, I get there, I look ordinary, the other girls make the guys drool.
I don’t have 0 jeans or a flawless complexion,
I’m sorry; I just can’t fit in with their perfection.

~CHORUS~

~BRIDGE~
How can you not help but to stare at those brilliant blue eyes,
that sun-kissed brown hair, and that smile so bright?
I can’t resist his caramel skin or
That adorable grin.
All his words have me pessimistic,
It’s ridiculous how much I like you and you don’t see it!
I think I’m digging a hole too deep and I’m not going to be able to climb out,
you can hear my stuttering heartbeat from a mile away, is this what loves all about?

THANKS

okay so, im 12 and i know this is all part of growing up and stuff but most of the girls in my school have no pimples at all! I have them on my forehead but most of the time their not as red. and my nose is very oily! how can i get rid of pimples and a oily nose at home?

On the right side of my forehead. Its really dark.
You can imagine what it looks like. Im a light skinned black guy.
And the right side of my forehead theres this Patch of darkness there.
Its not too dark but it isnt not noticable. you can see if it you talk to me up close.
Which interferes with me being myself around girls. But don’t get me wrong i have a girl now. but It feels awkward when i have this patch on my forehead that just ruins my whole complexion and her skin is flawless. she has no discoloration or anything but its like… damn. This patch on my forehead has been here for almost a year now. Im not the kind of person to be insecure about how i look but this looks terrible.

More Info: the dark patch looks like Dry skin. kinda leathery. when i use my fingers to stretch my skin out. it looks like ALOT of black heads in one big group. Nasty stuff lol.

Anyone know what it is? And how i can fix it?

I’ve tried Lotion. Sunblock. Skin Avon Skin whitner. No homo. Dermatologist skin whitner. I’ve tried scrubbing it with a towel and soap but it just makes it red. Then it hurts when i move my forehead
Oh. i use to have acne btw. I had it for about 2 years.

Ok, so i’m a 24 yr old guy. I haven’t got acne or anything, but i have a lot of blackheads around my nose and forhead, and a few spots from time to time. I also get oily skin around my forehead sometimes. I wash with Simple facial wash twice a day and moisturise, but dont feel its enough.
Any tips from girls OR guys with flawless skin that can give me some tips would be much appreciated. Tips like what products to use, what creams, moisturisers, techniques…

Thanks for reading

It’s a pretty long description, but the main question is near the bottom.

All my life I’ve been horribly pale (basically see-through, pasty, disgusting, etc. etc.) I’ve refused to tanning due to the damage it does, and make-up is a totally different story.
All my friends thrive on their make-up. They are never without it, whether they’re in public or not, and their faces look absolutely flawless. But they only look like that because of the three-inch thick layer of make-up. I don’t want to be like that, I like natural better.
At one point, I asked my mom to get me concealer or powder to make my complexion look smooth and even, but she told me "girls don’t need stuff like that" for two and a half years. Now I just gave up..

Aside from drinking lots of water and healthy foods, how can I make my complexion look like I’m wearing make-up, but it’s actually natural? Any home remedies, cures, procedures, ANYTHING?
I need a lot of suggestions, so please help me out if you can!

I see them strut through life
As though every sidewalk and ever hallway were a runway showcasing
Their exquisite complexion
Their flawless skin
Their seductive eyes
Their juicy lips
Their perfect figures
Their sassy smiles
Their silky hair
Their undeniable beauty
Turning heads, drawing gazes
I HATE THEM!
From complaining how "fat" they are
For stealing attention
For making girls like me feel as though we could never measure up
We can never be beautiful
And yet I ache to be one of them!
I want their elegance!
I want their captivating appearance!
I want to be the one who with one glance can stop a heart and stall a thought
I want to be like them
But wanting is wasting
And wishing is throwing away time

Wishes don’t come true by themselves, we have to make them come true. Do you have any advice to help me when I get in a funk like this? When I feel like crap because I don’t measure up to what society says I need to be? Any suggestions on how I can make my wish come true? On what I can do to become beautiful like them?
I’m not just talking about people in the media, I’m talking about the people I see at school everyday. I hate hearing them complain about how ugly they are and it pisses me off. Girls who are skinny sometimes feel like they have to say they are fat because… I have no idea why… But I don’t want to be like those sickly thin models that cover the pages of magazines and line bill boards across the highway. I just want motivation to get myself to work out more and eat healthier and just get out of bed and feel pretty.

give your opinion and anything I can do to improve it.

~INTRODUCTON~
This is probably the same old story you have already heard, but needless to say,
Just another song about a girl who likes a boy, but if I may…

~VERSE 1~
5 am I wake up and try to get as pretty as the other girls at school,
7 am, I get there, I look ordinary, the other girls make the guys drool.
I don’t have 0 jeans or a flawless complexion,
I’m sorry; I just can’t fit in with their perfection.

~CHORUS~
Little did I know that I would feel this way about you again,
When I saw you on the first day of school, I couldn’t catch my breath.
Look at me now; I’m head over heels for you, (For you, for you.)
Still can’t catch my breath, (breath, breath)
I still can’t catch my breath!

~BRIDGE~
How can you not help but to stare at those brilliant blue eyes,
that sun-kissed brown hair, and that smile so bright?
All his words have me pessimistic,
It’s ridiculous how much I like you and you don’t see it!
I think I’m digging a hole too deep and I’m not going to be able to climb out,
you can hear my stuttering heartbeat from a mile away, is this what loves all about?

~INTRODUCTON~
This is probably the same old story you have already heard, but needless to say,
Just another song about a girl who likes a boy, but anyway.

~VERSE 1~
5 am I wake up and try to get as pretty as the other girls at school,
7 am, I get there, I look ordinary, the other girls make the guys drool.
I don’t have 0 jeans or a flawless complexion,
I’m sorry; I just can’t fit in with their perfection.

~CHORUS~
Butterflies have never felt so good.
Does he feel the same way?
I don’t know.
Should I ask him?
No.
Butterflies have never felt so good.

~BRIDGE~
How can you not help but to stare at those brilliant blue eyes,
that sun-kissed brown hair, and that smile so bright?
All his words have me pessimistic,
It’s ridiculous how much I like you and you don’t see it!
I think I’m digging a hole too deep and I’m not going to be able to climb out,
you can hear my stuttering heartbeat from a mile away, is this what loves all about?

I have writer’s block right now but here is my song. And do you think I should put
OPTION 1:: "Butterflies have never felt so good."
Does he feel the same way?
I don’t know,
Should I ask him?
No.
Butterflies have never felt so good."

OPTION 2: Something to do with a mixed up fairy tale where the girl doesn’t get the boy.

MY SONG::
~INTRODUCTON~
This is probably the same old story you have already heard, but needless to say,
Just another song about a girl who likes a boy, but anyway.

~VERSE 1~
5 am I wake up and try to get as pretty as the other girls at school,
7 am, I get there, I look ordinary, the other girls make the guys drool.
I don’t have 0 jeans or a flawless complexion,
I’m sorry; I just can’t fit in with their perfection.

~CHORUS~

~BRIDGE~
How can you not help but to stare at those brilliant blue eyes,
that sun-kissed brown hair, and that smile so bright?
I can’t resist his caramel skin or
That adorable grin.
All his words have me pessimistic,
It’s ridiculous how much I like you and you don’t see it!
I think I’m digging a hole too deep and I’m not going to be able to climb out,
you can hear my stuttering heartbeat from a mile away, is this what loves all about?

THANKS

Okay. So I’m only going to include the first point of view, Frederick, for now, but I would like to know what you think about his character, and and what kind of ‘vibes’ you get from him. If i get good responses, I might put up Nick’s point of view to get his response too. So..here’s Frederick.

Frederick
Utterly and completely opposite. The only phrase ever used to describe my brother and I in the same sentence. The only similar thing about us is the fact that we are both of the male species. I am the smart one, and let’s face it- the less handsome one. He, of course, has golden brown hair that makes the opposite gender swoon. I have short dirty blond hair that produces nearly the opposite effect. He’s fit and is extremely thin, whereas I am slightly overweight. He has the flawless complexion while I have daily battles with my blemishes. In short, I suppose I am what you would call a nerd, although I prefer intellectual. I enjoy gaming on my computer (after my homework is finished to the point of perfection) and gazing through my telescope. Nicholas rarely does his homework and nearly always has some kind of giggling gaggle of girls around him. It’s not easy to watch, especially in our new (and quite smaller) house. At least on the weekends, it’s just me, occasionally accompanied by my friend Jonathon. (There is also a female, she is quite pleasing. Her name is Violet. I shall enclose a picture.) Mother always has to work, and the scum we called Father left about ten years ago with a secretary named Flora for Europe. Nicholas, well, he doesn’t come home until about two o’clock in the morning on the weekends.
It’s not easy, being me. I’m not quite satisfied. We don’t get along, although I wish he could help me. Help me be like, well, him.