The world is full of unobtainable things. Sometimes, the most beautiful things, the most beautiful people, can never be reached. You can sit down, right next to someone, and be so far away from them. You can brush arms, shoulders, or hands in passing, yet not be close to them. As is the nature of man kind, that which we cannot have is that which we desire the most. Mankind also desires perfection, but that raises a question.
What is Perfection?
Is it that without any flaws? Is it that which is most beautiful? With beauty, what is that? Some say that beauty is a five foot 4 athletic blonde, others may say that it's a five foot seven or five foot eight slim figure with an infinity tattoo. Yet others may say it's an average five foot six with rich brown hair. There is a quote, "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." It's not an absolute. When you bash your own looks, it hurts those who think you are genuinely beautiful . Take heart, for though you make look down on yourself, you won't for long. Look not to be ike someone else, rather, look to yourself and find your own beauty, inside and out.
Bear with me please readers, I know that this isn't a tragic death, but it needed to be written for a special someone out there. Thanks for reading, and I wish you all good luck in finding someone to apreciate your beauty.
~Fox
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A Collection of Tragic Deaths
RandomThe simple writings of a dark teen, focused on the tragic deaths of those around him.