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Lets get personal.

01: tell me the truth, what made you start liking the person you like right now? His personality.

02: what on your body is hurting or bothering you? my arm.

03: what was your last thought before going to bed last night? Moving back home.

04: what are you listening to? Jhene Aiko - For My Brother.

05: what’s something you’re not looking forward to? Tomorrow.

06: where do you think your best friend is right now Laying down, In trouble.

07: have you kissed anybody in the last five days? Yes.

08: sex on the first date? No.

09: kiss on the first date? Yes.

10: is there one person you want to be with right now? My brother.

11: are you seriously happy with where you are in life? No.

12: is there something you would like to say to someone? Im sorry.

13: what are three things you did today? School, slept, eat.

14: would you rather sleep at a friend’s or have them over? Sleep at a friends.

15: what is your favorite kind of gum? Idk.

16: are you friends with any of your ex boyfriends/ girlfriends? No.

17: what is on your wrists right now? Cocoa Butter.

18: ever liked someone you thought you didn’t stand a chance with? yup.

19: does anyone have strong feelings for you? I doubt it.

20: are you slowly drifting away from someone? Yes.

21: have you ever wasted your time on someone? All the time.

22: can you do the alphabet in sign language? no.

23: how have you felt today? down.

24: you receive £60 without any reason, what do you spend it on? clothes.

25: what is wrong with you right now? im upset.

26: is there anyone you’re really disappointed in? Yes.

27: would you rather have starbucks or jamba juice right now? Starbucks.

28: why aren’t you in ‘love’ with your last ex anymore? I was never in love.

29: how late did you stay up last night and why? 9:30, I was sleepy.

30: when was the last time you talked to one of your best friends? today.

31: what were you doing an hour ago? thinking.

32: what are you looking forward to in the next month? Nothing.

33: are you wearing jeans right now? no.

34: are you a patient person? no.

35: do you think you can last in a relationship for three months? yes.

36: favorite color? red.

37: did you have a dream last night? no, I don’t dream.

38: are you wearing jeans, shorts, sweatpants, or pajama pants? shorts.

39: if someone could be cuddling you right now, who would you want it to be? my boyfriend.

40: do you love anyone who is not related to you? friends.

41: if someone liked you right now, would you want them to tell you? no.

42: do you like meeting new people? yes.

43: are you afraid of falling in love? yes.

44: ever self-harmed or starved yourself? yes.

45: has anyone ever told you that you have pretty eyes? yes.

46: have you ever felt like you weren’t good enough? yes.

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Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.
Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly.
To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.
Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!”
All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.
Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.
One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.
Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.
Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear - Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.
At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.
Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.
Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.

I am literally crying so hard right now. It breaks my heart to know that people treated this poor little creature so badly, when all he wanted was to be loved. I will always remember this, this is just… Wow.

thats deep

i am honestly sobbing

Aw :c
Poor baby

Must reblog this for ‘ugly’, or shall I call him beautiful brb in crying so hard

always reblog. rip ugly

Literally crying right now omg.

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