I am falling into this bracket
i want it.
i want in.
i shouldn't have watched that damn documentary about Super Botox Me.
there is this draw for perfection
you know what,
i felt inferior
i want to be beautiful too
'i don't want botox' i recap myself
just thinking ahead of how to preserve myself now before my age doubles in 20 years time
more than ever i definitely have been gorging in the mirror more more
gorging at all my hideous imperfections
what are these damned thoughts
i feel that i am constantly negotiating to be OK with myself
to be more grateful for what I have
how to respect me as i am
i can try now
stop with all this silliness