07-13-2009, 05:08 PM
Sinopa flipped the 'closed' sign to 'open' and pulled a garbage bag outside, slinging it over her shoulder; it was just bottles and broken glasses. Gets heavier every night. -.-; She walked to the alley and lifted the lid on the dumpster, throwing the bag in.
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!