11-25-2009, 03:56 PM
Sinopa just didn't care much for arguing; she'd probably bring it up later when she came back. But for now, she just wanted to focus on looking for food.
She slowed to a walk when she neared the junk yard and put her nose down, sniffing around.
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!