Pretti

 Why did I have to be born with this face? Big succulent rosy lips, doll eyes that hypnotize those who look into them, a symmetrical set of pearly whites that glistened under light, an hourglass of a body with just the right amount of curve to appeal to the majority of society. I was the appeal, and I still am the appeal. But being a pretty girl comes with consequence, but also a lot of positives. Pretty privilege's, forgiveness for your repeated mistakes, and the halo floating above your head. All that positively impacted my life, but within the realm of relationships things change. Was I just a mannequin ready to be accessorised? To dress me nicely one day and then to completely change everything about me the next? I went through boys faster than you walk through a terribly setup retail store.