07-25-2012, 01:33 PM
I have seen it before.
I have seen it in my dreams, seen it in the vastest concepts of Pythagoreon mathematics.
And yet I haven't posted in it since I've come back. What the hell is wrong with me?!
Just kidding, guys. ^__^
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!