Humans are ****** up.
We search and search for the approval of others.
We coordinate clothes in order to get "that image."
We make our music selections based on what everyone else is listening to.
We don't shower because hygiene is so uncool.
We starve our selves to get concaving clavicles.
We boast of the ***** and drug abuse in order to appear "hard."
Why?
Who cares what he/she is wearing if it makes them feel good?
Why give two ***** if they don't know that band, it doesn't make them inferior or you superior?
******* shower, if you don't shower for own personal enjoyment then power to you but because "greasy hair is in" isn't acceptable because I can tell you, it's not.
Collarbones aren't hot or romantic, the only thing deep about them is the depth, very few people like to cuddle skeletons, maybe necrophiliacs but if you want to cuddle a necrophiliac then good luck to you.
Being a heavyweight, smoking ****, cigarettes, hard drugs aren't ******* cool. If you do them then do it for yourself and not because you want other people to know you do them.
Riddle me this,
If we accepted ourselves for the clothes we wear, the choices we choose, the body we've been bestowed, and everything we are, then would we need others' approval?
Is having an image all that great? Think about it, your image in the mirror, you dissect it until you want to change almost everything about yourself.
I understand that I am the worst hypocrite of them all because I have yet to approve of myself but that's me. I accept that. Can you?