06-22-2010, 06:17 PM
On the first crack of thunder, Bastet had turned to her feline form and was clinging to the ceiling fan, which was thankfully off. O.o Thoth didn't mind storms, though was rather surprised at having one turn up on a nice day.
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!