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Once upon a time, you were the person I told everything to. When I got news, good or bad, you would be the first person I had to tell. You knew me inside and out. You knew my heart, you knew my soul. And I knew yours. I miss that feeling. I crave that closeness. The thing I am lacking in my life is a best friend. Someone to fill the you-shaped hole in my life. Someone who will reply to me if I text them at 2am telling them I’m sad. Someone who when I’m lonely will tell me that they love me. Someone who will make me laugh so hard I have tears in my eyes. But really I want that someone to be you.
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I did this myself on photobucket, I’m no expert on how to edit/photoshop photos. I just wanted to show how easy it is for a novice to edit photos. There’s a pretty big contrast in the two photos.
I kind of wanted these photos to represent what I (and many other people my age) believe to be an acceptable standard of presentation. I have been force-fed images of perfect people by the media and am now of the mindset that I should never allow myself to look like the photo on the left. (When in actual fact it was taken when I was alone in my flat, studying. And even then, if I had wanted to go out to a party like that, it should be fine but of course, we have been told to believe it’s not.)
Basically, my message is this - it shouldn’t matter if I look like either of these photos. What should matter is who I am. And I’m slowly trying to learn this.