“No one is born hating another person because of the colour of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.”—
I am Courtney. I have hair the color of my mothers and skin the color of my fathers. I have the Irish green eyes of my fathers grandmother and the native nose of my mothers Seminole-Creek father. My hands have written thousands of poems. My face has been scarred by acne, my ears have listened to EVERY cruel comment someone made about it. My lips have been kissed by people I think about every day.
My skin is skewed with stretchmarks and tattoos and scars.
You’re right. I am not pretty. There is so much more to me than a 6 letter word used to summarize beauty.