Beauty is only skin deep
But why is it we only care about outward appearances first than the contents of a character?
Why must we judge a book first by its cover?
There had been many nights where I stayed up losing sleep over my own physical appearances
“am I pretty?” “do people really like me?” Those were the instances
I hate when people compare
It doesn’t seem all so fair
-when I was insecure and thought I wasn’t good enough at 21