the prettiest girls always find themselves with jerkoffs because they've been convinced that they're nothing else.
But wait. The prettiest girls, the ones that stand so much farther above the rest, are never pretty for only their looks. In fact, it's that other dimension that is the definition of their beauty.
So, in the end, it's only a false beauty that sits next to that surfer guy with the designer sunglasses. Freckles of falseness.
Maybe I'm just jealous.
(Maybe I should find something important to write about)
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