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funny how people are being nicer to me now that ive posted my face
of course that doesnt make me "attractive" but i know what being an ugly motherfucker is like, i was one just 2-3 years ago
people are cruel
 
but i know what being an ugly motherfucker is like, i was one just 2-3 years ago
people are cruel
I know the feel, too. I wasn’t at all blessed with a good face (at least, a good face besides a resting one. My face looks poor when I genuinely smile, just the way my mouth is proportioned to my cheeks, and how then my eyes look ghastly when my cheeks are pushed up with the smile) and I feel the effects of that repelling appearance at school, when people give me the attention they'd give a decent-looking person on the regular only whenever I help them with their work or give them an informative answer to a wonder they have. I believe it's left me without many friends besides those who know of and can value my actual qualities and skills I have, like my knowledge or my speech (which is also haltered and cursed by my voice's natural tone being deep, quiet, and especially hard to hear in louder settings unless I put strain upon it as I speak). Still, you have to see the good in everything you're granted. My friends at school are now exclusively people who do truly value me as I value them, and that lack of sociability has only furthered my trust and my bond in The Lord. Sorry for the ramble, but I wanted to say that I do relate to your feelings.
even if they're mediocre
Nah, man, I'd say you look pretty good.
 
I know the feel, too. I wasn’t at all blessed with a good face (at least, a good face besides a resting one. My face looks poor when I genuinely smile, just the way my mouth is proportioned to my cheeks, and how then my eyes look ghastly when my cheeks are pushed up with the smile) and I feel the effects of that repelling appearance at school, when people give me the attention they'd give a decent-looking person on the regular only whenever I help them with their work or give them an informative answer to a wonder they have. I believe it's left me without many friends besides those who know of and can value my actual qualities and skills I have, like my knowledge or my speech (which is also haltered and cursed by my voice's natural tone being deep, quiet, and especially hard to hear in louder settings unless I put strain upon it as I speak). Still, you have to see the good in everything you're granted. My friends at school are now exclusively people who do truly value me as I value them, and that lack of sociability has only furthered my trust and my bond in The Lord. Sorry for the ramble, but I wanted to say that I do relate to your feelings.
i don't like smiling bc of that
 
I know the feel, too. I wasn’t at all blessed with a good face (at least, a good face besides a resting one. My face looks poor when I genuinely smile, just the way my mouth is proportioned to my cheeks, and how then my eyes look ghastly when my cheeks are pushed up with the smile) and I feel the effects of that repelling appearance at school, when people give me the attention they'd give a decent-looking person on the regular only whenever I help them with their work or give them an informative answer to a wonder they have. I believe it's left me without many friends besides those who know of and can value my actual qualities and skills I have, like my knowledge or my speech (which is also haltered and cursed by my voice's natural tone being deep, quiet, and especially hard to hear in louder settings unless I put strain upon it as I speak). Still, you have to see the good in everything you're granted. My friends at school are now exclusively people who do truly value me as I value them, and that lack of sociability has only furthered my trust and my bond in The Lord. Sorry for the ramble, but I wanted to say that I do relate to your feelings.

Nah, man, I'd say you look pretty good.
A smile always looks good. Even if you look "uglier" than having a scowl on all the time. A smile biologically makes us feel warmer. We feel the other person's happiness.
 
I know the feel, too. I wasn’t at all blessed with a good face (at least, a good face besides a resting one. My face looks poor when I genuinely smile, just the way my mouth is proportioned to my cheeks, and how then my eyes look ghastly when my cheeks are pushed up with the smile) and I feel the effects of that repelling appearance at school, when people give me the attention they'd give a decent-looking person on the regular only whenever I help them with their work or give them an informative answer to a wonder they have. I believe it's left me without many friends besides those who know of and can value my actual qualities and skills I have, like my knowledge or my speech (which is also haltered and cursed by my voice's natural tone being deep, quiet, and especially hard to hear in louder settings unless I put strain upon it as I speak). Still, you have to see the good in everything you're granted. My friends at school are now exclusively people who do truly value me as I value them, and that lack of sociability has only furthered my trust and my bond in The Lord. Sorry for the ramble, but I wanted to say that I do relate to your feelings.

Nah, man, I'd say you look pretty good.
Thanks for sharing your experiences. I can relate to a lot of that; back when I first started high school I had short hair, ugly glasses, and braces. I'm not saying things transformed when I became a senior, but people who used to insult me and pick on me didn't mind my presence anymore. Sometimes they'd even say hi to me and ask how I was doing.
Maybe it was out of pity or they matured a bit, but it meant a lot to me.
 
About earlier, I should've mentioned this but I feel like the only way I can make myself look somewhat decent is by looking faggy. I don't have the body nor the facial structure nor the mentality of a traditionally masculine male. A lot of people assume I'm a pooner or maybe that I'm 14 online. It's an odd phenomenon and I don't like it.
 
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