Beauty. What is beauty? Conventional beauty, in my opinion, in a woman includes the high standard of a good size of breasts, long free-flowing hair, an intoxicating scent, curvy thighs and of course, a stunning face.
Let me tell you which one of these qualities I am blessed with--none. I have fairly small breasts (which I love), short and dead hair which has been dyed too many times, I cannot say what my scent is but I very seldom wash my hair, I have thin legs and my face consists of braced teeth and ill eyes.
I love everything about myself, though. Maybe except for the fact that I am an (almost) twenty-year old with braces. I am fair in judgement and my taste in hobbies can be described as agreeable. I try to keep myself culturally inclined and aware of our surrounding events. I read until my eyes bleed and grace my ears with euphonic sounds. I am inspired by those who so willingly spill their hearts out through lyrics, strokes or movements. I wish I could be a musician. I wish I could be a painter. I wish I could be a ballerina.
Alas, I still adore my outlook in love, my thoughts and ideas, and my ability to see beauty in anything. I am beautiful.
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