Beauty and Math
There is this friend of mine that I admire a lot and sometimes she would post different pictures of her friends on BBM and I’d immediately tell her to take them down; for the women she be posting doesn’t match to what I define as being beautiful. But on the real, they’re plain jokes. As my step-father, would often tell me that all women are beautiful despite their sizes, shapes and scars they could be carrying.
A woman’s look alone does not determine whether she’s beautiful or not. It’s like a mathematical calculation between determination plus a caring nature, divided by the amount of times she has been hurt by guys. The lies she’s told plus the reason the lies were created multiplied by the number of times she’s told the truth in a meaningful conversation. The words she’s spoken subtracting the promises broken add them together along with the reasons she broke them. Of course, there’s always situations that you’re unable to come to a conclusion and this is where it turns into and algebraic equation where you’re stuck trying to find the meaning and value of an ex.
Even when you try to figure x’s out the next route is to determine whether or not the x’s and why’s equal the outcome that’s already been given. So you can try to use this formula with precision but unless you understand these calculations you’ll never be able to live them.
The sad part is, most women don’t know their own worth. it is something they judge by other people’s assumptions and theories. So i wish every woman could hear me when i say don’t ever devalue yourself because even though i just had eye surgery i can still see that you are fucking beautiful…Clearly.