I see a beautiful face made up of mostly fake parts, but beautiful all the same.
When you see this picture, why does it have to mean (to most) that you need to match? Why can't you both be beautiful in your/her parallel fake/real worlds?
I mean, it's no secret to anyone how make believe this make up on her face is. But you (probably) still want to match. Why?
Why does the fact that men prefer 10 instead of 2's make anyone feel better? Why is my satisfaction and self-love being defined by men and fake women in the media?
I thank my mother (in all her underwear dancing glory) for loving herself so I could love me.
Just some random (or not so random....) thoughts and my attempt to get them down somewhere before they scattered off.