I Admire Inner Beauty
Princes And Princesses... When I first meet someone their appearance affects me much like it affects any other human being. I am repulsed by certain things, and attracted by certain others. Evolution designed us to respond in this way...to find the best physical features to be attractive.
Even when I come to know that person, and see them later, I still react the same way. Because frankly, nothing has changed for me. Knowing them doesn't mean I care for them.
But when someone becomes a friend, when I come to care for that person. That's when the magic happens. To me, they become the most beautiful people on earth. It's not just that I start talking about them as beautiful...I just don't see anything ugly about them at all. I'm sometimes startled by my own feelings. The same person who might have seemed ugly or average to me...once they become a friend, I have trouble seeing them as anything but gorgeous.
All the guys become Princes in my eyes, and all the girls, beautiful princesses. If I was to judge a beauty pageant in which one of the contestants was my friend, I would have trouble not being biased towards her. Because no matter how much I try to think of her as only just a contestant, she would outshine every single person on stage...my mind would not be able to accept any other definition of beauty than the one represented by her.
That's just how my mind works and I can't help it.
So if you are a friend and I compliment you on your looks...even if you're having a bad hair day, you're adorable to me...even if your makeup is smudged (or you have no makeup on), your beauty is unsurpassed, in my eyes. Forgive me for not being able to give an unbiased judgement. I'm incapable.
I am physical incapable of thinking of you as nothing but beautiful.
Even when I come to know that person, and see them later, I still react the same way. Because frankly, nothing has changed for me. Knowing them doesn't mean I care for them.
But when someone becomes a friend, when I come to care for that person. That's when the magic happens. To me, they become the most beautiful people on earth. It's not just that I start talking about them as beautiful...I just don't see anything ugly about them at all. I'm sometimes startled by my own feelings. The same person who might have seemed ugly or average to me...once they become a friend, I have trouble seeing them as anything but gorgeous.
All the guys become Princes in my eyes, and all the girls, beautiful princesses. If I was to judge a beauty pageant in which one of the contestants was my friend, I would have trouble not being biased towards her. Because no matter how much I try to think of her as only just a contestant, she would outshine every single person on stage...my mind would not be able to accept any other definition of beauty than the one represented by her.
That's just how my mind works and I can't help it.
So if you are a friend and I compliment you on your looks...even if you're having a bad hair day, you're adorable to me...even if your makeup is smudged (or you have no makeup on), your beauty is unsurpassed, in my eyes. Forgive me for not being able to give an unbiased judgement. I'm incapable.
I am physical incapable of thinking of you as nothing but beautiful.
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