Am I pretty?

Am I pretty?
Do I fit the type, standard or expectations you seek in a women?
Or am I too under the level of what's good enough for you?
One can try to feel good about themselves, build self confidence, and try to be happy. Then a person as shallow as a puddle can take that away, by a thoughtless action and hurtful words.
Is it sad that the way one person treats you, can potentially always make you compare yourself to other women who may be more his type, who may be prettier, or may be the person that's...
Better than you?
Well life can be fucked up that way.
He can go for the others you compare yourself too. But the truth is... there is no one who is better at being you...
Than you...
So I ask again... Am I pretty?

DAMN STRAIGHT I AM.