When We Talk About Fake Beauty

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And that right there says it all.

I think sometimes life can be crazy. Sometimes stupid shit happens. Sometimes you make the same mistake over and over again because you think people will learn, will change. But maybe we should stop ignoring that inner voice that was screaming logic to us. The one that asked, “But what about what you told me last?” Sometimes we take reality and paint it in a more favorable way. Making it more pleasing to the eye, throwing some beauty in it because maybe it lacked it this whole entire time.

But who are we fooling?

No one but ourselves.

Not the other person, not everyone around us (because they know the truth), but us. We’ve blinded ourselves, gathered the truth and concealed it so that we don’t see it, so that we can fool ourselves in believing this “reality” when it’s no where near that.

But what about when the truth eventually seeps through the mask we forcefully threw onto it to conceal it? What happens when we are blamed because we “should have known” by the ones who hurt us?

Hate ourselves? No, the opposite. People make mistakes, but if it’s a repeated mistake, then it’s less of a mistake and more of an intention.

When we start getting used to painting an entire new reality we only set ourselves up to hopelessly crash. I think it’s a horrible habit.

But what I’m trying to get at is that, sometimes maybe it’s our fault we crash, maybe it’s our fault we blind ourselves. Maybe it’s our fault we change reality and make it seem more favorable.

Because they don’t know what they’re doing, but we do! We know the truth, our inner voice is repeatedly telling us.

So lets stop altering reality and open our eyes. There’s real beauty out there, stop creating it in something that isn’t worth it.