Your implants and cry for attention on here only highlight what you and everyone else already suspect... you are insecure.
 
Likely your insecurity stems from always questioning if you really ever earned anything by merit. Most people probably hand you things because they like looking at you. But that's made you vapid, shallow, and unable to perform in any way that adds true value in the world.
 
Your relationships are superficial. Your romance life always has the shadow of doubt. Does he love you... or how you look? If you were disfigured, would anyone give you a second glance based on personality?
 
That nagging feeling will keep you looking for validation. It keeps you in the gym. It makes you post photos online looking for praise or positive attention. It keeps you going back for a nip here and tuck there. Before long you'll look like Donatella Versace with the personality of one of her handbags.
 
You'll shift from being the center of attention to being part of a gaggle of women who make rude comments about younger girls because you feel jealous and rude comments about men who no longer pay attention to you.
 
You'd be better served working on being a better person than hunting for attention on Reddit, but you'll likely die young and your grave will be about as shallow as your personality.

Your implants and cry for attention on here only highlight what you and everyone else already suspect... you are insecure.
 
Likely your insecurity stems from always questioning if you really ever earned anything by merit. Most people probably hand you things because they like looking at you. But that's made you vapid, shallow, and unable to perform in any way that adds true value in the world.
 
Your relationships are superficial. Your romance life always has the shadow of doubt. Does he love you... or how you look? If you were disfigured, would anyone give you a second glance based on personality?
 
That nagging feeling will keep you looking for validation. It keeps you in the gym. It makes you post photos online looking for praise or positive attention. It keeps you going back for a nip here and tuck there. Before long you'll look like Donatella Versace with the personality of one of her handbags.
 
You'll shift from being the center of attention to being part of a gaggle of women who make rude comments about younger girls because you feel jealous and rude comments about men who no longer pay attention to you.
 
You'd be better served working on being a better person than hunting for attention on Reddit, but you'll likely die young and your grave will be about as shallow as your personality.

Your implants and cry for attention on here only highlight what you and everyone else already suspect... you are insecure.
 
Likely your insecurity stems from always questioning if you really ever earned anything by merit. Most people probably hand you things because they like looking at you. But that's made you vapid, shallow, and unable to perform in any way that adds true value in the world.
 
Your relationships are superficial. Your romance life always has the shadow of doubt. Does he love you... or how you look? If you were disfigured, would anyone give you a second glance based on personality?
 
That nagging feeling will keep you looking for validation. It keeps you in the gym. It makes you post photos online looking for praise or positive attention. It keeps you going back for a nip here and tuck there. Before long you'll look like Donatella Versace with the personality of one of her handbags.
 
You'll shift from being the center of attention to being part of a gaggle of women who make rude comments about younger girls because you feel jealous and rude comments about men who no longer pay attention to you.
 
You'd be better served working on being a better person than hunting for attention on Reddit, but you'll likely die young and your grave will be about as shallow as your personality.

You look like every basic ass Kardashian wannabe in this world, draw your eyebrows in thicker please. Just the sight of you screams insecurity to me, you hate yourself so much compliments only serve to devalue the person giving them. You spent two hours getting ready to take this picture and have no plans to even leave the house today. You'll fuck your fill of badboys and then right at 30 settle down with a chump who has been chasing you for years. He'll think he has hit the jackpot, but we both know you aren't worth the sheets he fucks you on. You will continue to get your fill of sexually satisfying attention from men you actually prefer over social media and private messaging apps like kik while sitting in the Mercedes your mealticket bought you. Eventually you'll have his kid, locking in this lifestyle forever. You'll end up fucking some of your meal ticket's friends or worse, family, because the dirty validation seeking slut that comes out after a few drinks is the real you. He'll forgive you because he's a bitch.