I used to always look in the mirror always finding something that I wasn't satisfied with. My arms are too long for my body, I'm too short, my boobs weren't big enough, my hair wasn't quite right, one eye was bigger than the other and so on. I met these three girls and I thought they were perfect. All three were tall and beautiful. I don't think I've met a girl that didn't want to be them three. I was lucky that I even talked to them.
One day, we went over to one of their houses to chill out one day. She had a gorgeous house. It was like a dream. Her mom and sister were pretty funny people. We turned on some music, I wasn't sure what the band was but it was a really nice jam. Her room was amazing. It was twice the size of mine. One of the girls went to the mirror and she complained about her hips. I thought she was being delusional. Then the other two started to complain about their "hot bods" too. They complained about their legs and shoulders. I used to think there was just fat and skinny. But apparently there's lots of things that can be wrong on your body. They kept going and going. It made me think about my own body. They all paused and glanced over at me. I didn't know what to say. I had so many imperfections myself, but I managed to say, "I have really bad breath in the morning."
