07-20-2013, 12:04 PM
"Actually, well." He rubbed the back of his neck. "This predates the domes and all, but-"
"Shh, let me talk." She patted him on the back. "It used to be, back before the domes and everything, that someone from one country wouldn't get sick at home, but if they traveled somewhere else for an extended period, they would get sick from whatever was there."
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!