I can't stand when people say, 'Don't hate me because I'm beautiful'. OK, how about I hate you because you said that.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
These haters are too less in number when compared to the millions who support me. I look at all those beautiful people who always stand by me. I respect them, and they equally respect me.
I hate hateful people.
I used to think I was ugly. I thought I looked like a camel. A person who doesn't love themselves, they will see anything that pops up on their face. I've seen squirrels, I've seen a bird, and I've seen all kinds of animals on my face. But that is the result of self-hate. I've learned to say: 'You know what? I am a beautiful black woman'.
Women's behavior in handling beauty, even before feminism, was to deny they had any. Don't hate me because I'm beautiful.
You can hate me. You can go out there and say anything you want about me, But you will love me later because I told you the truth.
What bothers you isn't so much whether you're beautiful or not. What bothers you is the way that people stare.
There's only so many times you can read how ugly you are and how much people hate you.
What I hate is nasty, ugly people.
Don't hate me because I'm beautiful.
You're made to feel ugly, and I made ugly beautiful. Just by sheer persistence. Nobody has the right to say that I am ugly, and I will not be a professional victim, you know. Sorry!