Beautiful.
There are at least three models at my school alone. Three that I know of since I saw their photos and sat in awe barely whispering "beautiful" from the way the sun hit their high cheek bones and even higher hips that root their long legs shadowing beauty. Belleza is beauty in Spanish. Belle is pretty girl in Italian. Pretty girl is the last haunting line we receive from Addy in American Horror Story Season One. American Horror Story? Please. That is beauty. No matter how high my heels are or how short my dress is, I still struggle with the concept of beautiful. What does it mean to be beautiful? "You deserve someone who tells you you're beautiful everyday" he said to me "Did anyone tell you you're beautiful?" No. That morning when he asked me, no one had told me I was beautiful. But does someone really have to tell me I'm beautiful to believe it? Is it someone's validation that we're looking for or are we really ...