You are utterly disgusting.
Your hair never quite sets right, always flys off.
Your legs remind me of jello when you walk, your stomach is even worse.
Your face is chubby, your teeth don't sit right.
Your arms have that wrinkle in them when you wear strapless, and don't get me STARTED on your chest.
You remind me of an old woman.
You have stretch marks everywhere.
You can't stand your ground in a fight.
You can't shout without sounding screechy.
Your voice is awkward and unwelcoming
You can't deal with people. You can't even deal with yourself.
You treat everyone else like crap.
You always get so depressed, it disgusts me looking at your emo scars.
YOU ARE WEAK.
You are disputably beautiful.
Your eyes sparkle in sunlight.
Your eyes are a wonderful shade of blue-green-gray
You have petite hands and strong forearms.
Your only other redeeming facial feature are your dimples.
You have petite feet and strong legs.
You get told you look almost as beautiful as your mother.
You have sound opinions.
You are tolerant of almost everything.
You at least understand what you're mind says about you.
You have a wonderful support system.
You did something productive by making this list.
You're in love with someone, and they love you back.
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