She's so pretty and phenomenal I think it would hurt even more if you left her for someone else.
But old habits, die hard.

It's really hard to accept who and what you are. Trying to live with imperfections that other people don't have. Seeing the perfections in others and wishing that either they didn't have them, or you didn't vie so much. Acceptance and individuality. Sometimes I wish we were all just naked and stupid. So life would merely consist with the basic mode of surviving. Now, it's all so easy that we don't survive- we simply exist in a complicated world. Solely keeping our existence in a cruel, heartless world.