"Ugh look at these lines!! Im getting old!!!"
rolls eyes "Its just a smile line relax we all get them."
"NO!!! I Don't want them and these wrinkles and- ugh look at them under my eyes!! It looks like someone took a rake to them!"
babbling dims
She never could understand society's obsession with staying young forever. The thousands of dollars spent yearly just to hold on. Imagine how much food you could buy with all of that, enough to feed a small island she thought.
She glanced at her friend complaining about her forehead lines now and she sighed, looking out the window at the moon, "you've been around for ages, yet .. you're still so beautiful" she pondered for a moment and looked back at her friend still looking into the mirror relentlessly trying to find every flaw, every excuse to convince herself she's not beautiful.
This need to be young - she never understood it. Why, when we are always told to let go of the past we, at the same time, desperately try to cling to it?
To be young does not mean to be beautiful, but this is the lie we are taught; that we are never enough.
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