We Are Beauty

  Oh society....have I got a message for you, You with your standards, you with your "too much this" and "too little that". I'm tired of following your made up rules. Size 2 doesn't have to be the exact definition of beauty. Ever heard of "beauty is in the eye of the beholder"? Well guess what, I am the beholder and I am beautiful. I will not let your impressionism ruin my canvas, I will paint my body with orignalism that you can't even fathom. Now you try and tell me that what you see isn't what it should be, because I my dear am beauty. As are you, as is she, even so is he. We are all beauty, blank canvases to which only we can splatter the paint of personality and orginality. We society, are beauty.

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Our world

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