Girl: I have to tell you something..
Boy: What?
Girl: I really like you. And I.. I
think I'm falling in love with you.
Boy: Ok..
Girl: What do you mean
"ok"?
Boy: I don't like you like that..
Girl: Why not?
Boy: I can't tell you.. maybe
another time..
[/color]
Am I pretty enough now . . .
Girl: I have to tell you something..
Boy: What?
Girl: I really like you. And I.. I
think I'm falling in love with you.
Boy: Ok..
Girl: What do you mean
"ok"?
Boy: I don't like you like that..
Girl: Why not?
Boy: I can't tell you.. maybe
another time..
[/color]
From then on, the girl kept asking the boy "Why not?" whenever she
saw him, and he kept answering the same answer of "I'll tell you
later." Finally the girl got fed up.
Girl: I'm tired of this! Tell me why you don't like me!
Boy: Do you really wanna know why?
Girl: Yes!
Boy: It's because you're ugly! What's the point of going out with someone when
they're not pretty?!
Girl: But.. I..
Boy: Just shut up and leave me alone!
The boy leaves and the girl is sitting there alone, crying her heart out.
Then her cell phone rings.
Girl: Hello?
Mom: Sweetheart? I want you to go home, ok? I'll be home from work in a few
hours.
Girl: Alright Mom.
Mom: I love you.
Girl: I love you too, Mom.
Mom: Bye Bye.
Girl: Bye
The girl heads home and once she got there, she went in the bathroom and looked
at herself in the mirror.
Girl: I'm not pretty enough..
She set to work, knowing fully well what she was going to do. 2 hours later,
her Mom came home and heard the bath water running.[/color]
She went
upstairs to find the hallway flooded so she knocked on the door.
Mom: Honey? Are you alright?
She opened the door and was shocked at the site. The bath was overflowing onto
the floor, and the water was tinted red.
She walked over to see what was inside and screamed.[/color]
There, her
little girl was lying with cuts all over her face and wrists.[/color]
Her Mom backed
away and was going to run to call the police when something caught her eye.[/color]
On the mirror,
am I pretty enough now?
No one deserves to be told that by someone they love. If you find it messed up
then forward this to everyone you know.
A person's appearance doesn't count.
What counts is their heart inside of them and their personality. No one wants
to be told they're not good enough . . .[/color]
Boy: What?
Girl: I really like you. And I.. I
think I'm falling in love with you.
Boy: Ok..
Girl: What do you mean
"ok"?
Boy: I don't like you like that..
Girl: Why not?
Boy: I can't tell you.. maybe
another time..
[/color]
Am I pretty enough now . . .
Girl: I have to tell you something..
Boy: What?
Girl: I really like you. And I.. I
think I'm falling in love with you.
Boy: Ok..
Girl: What do you mean
"ok"?
Boy: I don't like you like that..
Girl: Why not?
Boy: I can't tell you.. maybe
another time..
[/color]
From then on, the girl kept asking the boy "Why not?" whenever she
saw him, and he kept answering the same answer of "I'll tell you
later." Finally the girl got fed up.
Girl: I'm tired of this! Tell me why you don't like me!
Boy: Do you really wanna know why?
Girl: Yes!
Boy: It's because you're ugly! What's the point of going out with someone when
they're not pretty?!
Girl: But.. I..
Boy: Just shut up and leave me alone!
The boy leaves and the girl is sitting there alone, crying her heart out.
Then her cell phone rings.
Girl: Hello?
Mom: Sweetheart? I want you to go home, ok? I'll be home from work in a few
hours.
Girl: Alright Mom.
Mom: I love you.
Girl: I love you too, Mom.
Mom: Bye Bye.
Girl: Bye
The girl heads home and once she got there, she went in the bathroom and looked
at herself in the mirror.
Girl: I'm not pretty enough..
She set to work, knowing fully well what she was going to do. 2 hours later,
her Mom came home and heard the bath water running.[/color]
She went
upstairs to find the hallway flooded so she knocked on the door.
Mom: Honey? Are you alright?
She opened the door and was shocked at the site. The bath was overflowing onto
the floor, and the water was tinted red.
She walked over to see what was inside and screamed.[/color]
There, her
little girl was lying with cuts all over her face and wrists.[/color]
Her Mom backed
away and was going to run to call the police when something caught her eye.[/color]
On the mirror,
am I pretty enough now?
No one deserves to be told that by someone they love. If you find it messed up
then forward this to everyone you know.
A person's appearance doesn't count.
What counts is their heart inside of them and their personality. No one wants
to be told they're not good enough . . .[/color]
anyways many ppl in "LoVE" are, lol this is jus my view point, 
