You: hi
Stranger: Hello
Stranger: How are you?
You: bad
You: VERY bad
Stranger: Aww, why?
You: everyone thinks I'm ugly
Stranger: That's too bad. The world can be a cruel place, but beauty is in the eye of th beholder.
You: thanks
You: but no one beholds me as a beauty
Stranger: I'm sure there is someone out there who does.
You: no
Stranger: They say there's somebody out there for everybody.
You: nope
You: not me
Stranger: Maybe you've just been setting your sights too high, or perhaps you've been blind to someone's signs
You: no way
Stranger: Or perhaps you're destined person is on the other side of the world.
You: well, I don't have "sights"
You: i dont date
You: im too ugly
Stranger: Don't have to date to find people attractive.
Stranger: I don't date either. I don't like being around people.
You: when you're as ugly as me you are afraid of everything
Stranger: I'm shy in social situations, and at home I get annoyed by other people so much as moving.
Stranger: You're probably not that ugly.
You: joking?
Stranger: There are probably people worse than you.
You: I wish
Stranger: You're probably just comparing yourself to the average, or the media average.
You: I know I am ugly
You: okay?
Stranger: Well it's not like you're hideousley deformed.
You: ..
Stranger: Like a quasimodo from hell.
You: I am
Stranger: With a back so twisted and limbs so gnarled you can't get out of bed.
You: I am misshapen
Stranger: Probably not as bad as Quasimodo
Stranger: He was covered in pus ridden boils, which covered one eye, and he was blind in the other.
Stranger: His back was bent and he had a large hump on it.
You: ok
Stranger: Hunchback of Notre-Dame
You: Well, my mother even says I'm ugly
Stranger: Why would she say that?
You: Why not?
You: At least she doesn't lie
Stranger: Well a mother is supposed to make you feel better
You: I appreciate her honesty
Stranger: Maybe you shouldn't be so pessimistic
You: I am a realist
Stranger: Well there is always reconstructional surgery.
You: Maybe...
Stranger: If you really think you're that hideous
You: I am
You: You couldn't imagine
Stranger: I still don't think it could be that bad
Stranger: Not nearly as bad as some of the people out there
Stranger: Or you'd be on the news
You: Okay
Stranger: Like the guy with bark for skin
You: I have to show you
You: Will you look at my picture?
Stranger: Fine
Stranger: Go for it
You: Please don't show it to ANYBODY Not going to tell the rest to u guys, srry