split second happiness.
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I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
stop burning bridges.
seven. things you like/don’t like about the way you look.
I love my eyes, they are nice and large and I love that they are green. Sometimes in wierd light they look blue which always makes me upset because I don’t think blue eyes fit me as well. I like my hair sometimes, but whenever it gets boring or just too overwhelming I have a constant need to cut it, which I just do myself. I have always wanted to dye it a little redder but my mom shoots that one down all the time. I also really like my nails because they are narrow and long and that is why I am always painting them different colors. One major thing about the way I look that I dislike is my skin color. It is very pale and sometimes looks sickly and pasty. Everyone always comments on it too like it is such a big deal or something. They always make me hold up my arm next to their arm and see the dramatic difference. People say, “Wow, you are so pale!” Yes, I know, you can stop reminding me of that fact, thank you. I’ve lived with it my whole life, I’m aware. I’m also not a fan of my weight right now. I really wish I was thinner and more toned. It is a constant battle that I obsess over with myself. I just want to be comfortable in my own skin like everyone else. We always focus on the bad, even when there are so many good things, just because the bad will take over and consume you.
The definition of perfect: adj. happy with one’s self
