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#NoFilter


She looks….

Gorgeous.

Sexy.

Perfect.

Words this society strives for.

 

We live in a flawed world,

But we expect the people in it to be

Flawless.

A person’s quirks are what make them beautiful.

Worth doesn’t come from the amount of “likes” you get.

Or the amount of followers you accumulate.

Drop the filters.

The lighting.

The angles.

 

No filter?

I have…

A lopsided smile.

   Oddly laid freckles.

A too-round face.

 

But I wouldn’t change a thing.

 

Words I strive for?

She looks…

Happy.

Fun.

Like she’s having the time of her life.

 

                                                   Immeasurable value, with a #NoFilter.

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Comments (1)

Sarahsarahjoyjoy
<p>Very relevant! Great piece. Like a splash of cold water to wake me up a bit</p>

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