Just be you. Not prefect

I’m your average Joe, well I’m not Joe and I’m not average. I’m Adam and I have long greasy hair, loads of acne, yellow teeth, skinny and slightly too tall. Damn I hate been me.

I had a hot girlfriend but I blew that chance with her because I thought she was too good to be true. That’s what happens when you have a low self esteem.

I was waiting for the train to get to my friends house. Mandy my ex girlfriend is there with a random guy that look 100 times better then me. Mandy walks past me like I don’t exist.

Her long brown hair blew as the train passed. Those sleepy blue eyes that always seem to get me mesmerised. Her big nose, that part of her I loved the most because she is human and she has that ugly side of her. That ugly thing in the middle of her smooth face. Her kissable lips, I had to bite my bottom lip to control myself from pouting. The massive size E boobs with a tinny waste. She was whoring herself wearing a low cut top, I felt like running up to her and lifting her top up a little. The mini skirt that always blew up when the train passed. The whore, the ex, Mandy.

The train came and I sat down, the whole journey I was thinking about Mandy. God, I miss her.

I guess some things are best left behind. Rejection is another direction. I thought long and hard about this. Mandy is a whore and she may be hot but there are plenty of other whores. Girls like Mandy are never happy with who they really are because they cover their true self by showing off their body parts and by having so much make up, they must feel plastic.

Your un-average Adam with long greasy hair, acne, yellow teeth, skinny and slightly tall boy finds a new girl friend. With spots, short, small boobs, big feet and long greasy hair. He loved every inch, cm, mm and meter of her because she was true to herself and loved Adam for who he is.

Adam found out that hot girls are not girls like Mandy. Hot is a real girl who is not perfect. Perfection can be achievable but when your perfect you are not yourself….and well, no body likes a fake…