The truth of the matter is beauty is a specific thing rare and fleeting. Some of us have it in our teens 20s and 30s and then lose it most of us have it not at all. And that's perfectly okay. But lying to yourself that you have it when you don't seems to me simple-minded at best and psychotic at worst.
Sometimes I feel like there are people just waiting for me to fall. The funny thing is I can't give them anything. I have just never been a partier even in school.
