11-11-2011, 03:55 PM
"Nah. There was this old Irish witch guy who was betting people years of their lives; if they won, he'd give them any amount they'd bet prior to the game. 75 year olds generally won; were able to relive their younger years, live life all over again. The young guys, like me, generally... lost."
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!