I spend a lot of time considering how I look. I think about my size, my outfits, toss out those dolla bills for tan skin and dark hair like it makes me better. But all that's no good and I'll tell you why.
I spent a half second thinking about the people I have loved to tears: Olivia, Miki, Davey, even Taylor. Any one of these angels, no matter weight gain, hair color or bad outfit, will always be the most beautiful person in the room. They will never not be breathtaking to me. because for some reason our souls have confided in each other, even if just once, and that is the most sparkly- never fading beautiful a person can be.
So do not look to be tan, look to be loved. That is where the beauty is.
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