you do not owe beauty to anyone i have always told myself and my friends staring at themselves with mascara running down their faces and stomachs poking over too tight shorts and the etchings of skinny jeans left on their legs minutes after having shed them that beauty is not something required of them. and you do not deserve to think 'isn't that typical' about every ******* who casts you aside. because it isn't typical. it shouldn't be. there should be no standard of misery that we learn to swallow even if it goes down a little easier than free drinks from a bar from strangers who see our faces and ***** and waists and **** and vaginas as pretty little debts to be payed. you should not come accustomed to empty voice-mails and promises and beds in the morning because you feel like your face would never sell at auction. and you deserve to have shoulders weightless of the drag of sadness 'typical' seems to put on