I’m so vain, envious and insecure. I want to be desired but am the furthest thing from that. What I wouldn’t trade to be handsome, smart, charming, well endowed. Instead I’m a sniveling, venal ghoul lurching around awkwardly in despair. I know my ugliness is truly from my self-hatred and envy but that’s what I am, it’s not changing, I’m ugly inside out.
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It could still change. I would agree that they aren’t desirable qualities, but there’s something beautiful in everyone.
When you get down to it, it all depends upon what kind of mirror you choose to look into. The handsome mirror is as much of a lie as the ghoul one.