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Short poems about the beauty standard..WARNING: this story has sensitive topics
#EyesLipsFierceThis is a letter I received from two wonderful women. I modified it a bit for the contest. I hope you enjoy! I do NOT own the image on the cover.RANKING:#2 in beauty standards (23-03-2021)#1 in beauty standards (27-03-2021)
Mai Omar Ahmed is a 26-year-old obese woman that doesn't match the beauty standards and wants to remove the beauty standards for good
Don't be too hard on me this is my first time writing something like this.Warning: mention of suicide
Do you think you're ugly? Or are you average?Do you constantly compare yourself to other beautiful women and degrade your self-esteem?Do you not love yourself?This book contains my journey to self-love, tips on how to be more confident, and happy.
A small portion of the oppression of every woman who has ever dealt with body insecurities and shame for who they are based off of their looks. This is what we have ignored as a community, which is why it has been able to continue in daily life still to this day.
"so you're her?""minus the nose job and losing weight? why yes, i'm definitely her."。・:*:・゚★,。・:*:・゚☆Ava have had the longest crush on her childhood friend, Spencer Payson... And she also happened to carry the label of being his "favourite chubby bunny" while he dated cliché cheerleaders that looked like Playboy models. But after a love confession that resulted in a broken nose, she resolved to going abroad for her studies and vowed to never succumb to his charms again. But when calamity falls upon her journey, will she be able to keep her vow or will new vows blossom from her broken nose over a cup of coffee?|| Please give it a read! The plot gets better, I promise! ♡ ||
Poetry allows you to discover,And gives you the gift to recover,Giving you the wheel and compass,To venture through the bypass
just a vent to let myself down, I recommend not to actually read this since it's personal but some of this are mostly personal... this is only to vent so I can feel relived or so. thanks..
The world is all bullshit really.Short essay on why relationships depend on physical appearance, life not being fair and answer to the question "why am I even here?"
I was a happy, outgoing, confident kid in elementary school, but that changed all because of one statement in middle school. I was insecure, self-conscious, and extremely shy. A comment I heard from one guy at school had brought me to my lowest. His opinion had changed how I viewed myself in a split of a second. I changed my appearance so, that I would fit his beauty standard. This story explains the instance when it had all started. Fortunately now in high school, my story "concaves up"...I am confident again. You can care, but never care too much. Always remember that it is your life and the people around you are merely people with thoughts; thoughts that shouldn't effect yours.
a short story i wrote a while back but never got to finish. i think its pretty good so you should read lol. it plays in a first pov of someone who struggles to be confident in the way they look and more. also vote and share, it would mean a lot to me
In the past I've felt with some deep s**t so I have written some poetry about and based on it.I hope some of you can relate to what I have written, or at least understand how it might feel.
This is about a female teenager in high school. Her thoughts are captured in this story. She feels insufficient to others. Her body is not deemed attractive.
A very short scenario on self-representation, and the painful inner turmoil and trauma of living with hirsutism (excessive body hair, usually caused by hormonal imbalance, chronic hormonal conditions, genetics, or a combination). The author imagines what love would ideally look like if they embraced acceptance, in a society that has historically negatively portrayed the existence of the hairy women.An entry I found in my private journal written in 2019. A made-up scenario, which at the time was a way to help me vent during a severe period of depression, and safely indulge and acknowledge my longing for love, despite deep internalised shame. An ode to embracing all bodies, especially to the ones that no one writes about.
Had to write a short story in my English class about self-harmony, self-discovery, self-whatever... I wasn't very pleased with the task nor the themes required and was extremely bitter while writing it. However, I am thoroughly pleased with my work. (And I also got an A+, so that felt amazing!) Hope you enjoy! :)
Having spent most of her life as a thin, beautiful woman, life takes a turn for the worse when Brittany has a problem with her thyroid. Now significantly heavier she's getting backhanded compliments and wants nothing more than to bite the face off the next one to utter nonsense about her weight.
This is just an expression of my life, on the verge of an abyssThere's a reality in these words of mine! The word isn't as sweet as they say, the pretty flowers have prickly thorns I've heard! It's dark and sad, and I am not even there yet.. I'm still here.. You already know where! Thank you for reading and make sure you vote the chapters if you like them TW; The story talks about depression, anxiety and might take a turn towards suicidal tendencies (at least that's what is the plot according to the author now..) Note :It's unlikely that you and me share the story, but if we do, we're not alone in this.Though this story doesn't promote a positive message, but I do! I really-really hope that you get through your day and I hope you overcome your struggles and make it away from the abyss!⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐Love, HijabiAlien
Layne has had a messed up life. Her teacher hitting on her. Her feelings for someone taking over. A bully along with more but when she meets Ian it all changes.
Book two of ' WHERE NIGHTMARES LIE' 'Here we treasure beauty, not made to be perfect.Life's greatest deception, it's so easy to be loved.Fooling everyone to lie and not just to themselves.it's so pitiful but so necessary. We wear a mask that's cracked.Cause under the crimson moonlight We're setting up our traps.Our perfect pose can be easily broken.Perfection is the most asymptotic virus.Until we're the ones destroying ourselves.'cover by : @bon_kisshAlso available on INKITT under Zaquira.L.C. ( should be on anywhere else besides here and there!)
The journey of self-discovery is not an easy one .We often want the smooth roads, the shortcuts without the stumbles and falls on our path. For, Zia Armona Coyster her journey to finding her identity is anything but sunshine and roses.As she navigates her life as a biracial girl through life she experiences heartache ,witnesses injustices , deals with insecurities and finds the strength to stand firmly in her unique indentity . She is an individual . Her differences and beauty sets her apart from any other individual on her path . The Rocky road of a growing girl. The lessons and heartaches that shaped her and groomed her to become the warrior she was destined to be ❤️ She is strong. She is a masterpiece
This is not a typical story, it doesn't have fictional characters nor conversations.It is purely a narrative type where each chapter has a message for the reader. Each chapter is unique but all of them combined together will be under the original part of "Sunflower".Sunflower is dedicated for each and every person who has been affected, traumatized, bullied, hated, pained for being different than the standardized beauty icons which the society that person lives in, supports. Help me, spread my message to all those who might need it.#1 pep talk 🏅 #1 beauty standards🏅#6 inner peace🏅#6 inner beauty🏅#24 motivational🏅#24 be yourself🏅