where I come from men and women wear scars with pride everyday there is no judgment because beauty is hips that giggle and ******* that sag wrinkles on faces are road maps of places we have been ghosts we have seen battles won hills climbed they tell stories. some bodies tell stories that if brought to light will annihilate men who do questionable things to women because they have been given the power to for centuries so they walk the earth in masks everyday ghosts lost at sea scars, they are beautiful I too own a few I keep mine honest and clean so it does not decay and I with it. there is power in knowing you are beauty absolutely scars, they are moments held on flesh In minds they are there to make you remember You are beauty and complicated absolutely.