truth, familiarity & beauty

a small text about loving yourself despite [insert]

I was good friends with someone named after a famous mosque.

She was nice, elegant, sociable, a great hang and gave solid advice. She was also tall and blonde. She was beautiful and exactly my opposite, which I can’t explain why, but has always been more attractive to me than myself.

No worries, I am stopping myself right here.

I have to stop myself here …