She was a girl that had more emotions than a sea on a stormy night. She was a girl who had more light in her eyes than the sun on a warm summer afternoon. She was a girl who was ordinarily contented. She was a girl with infinite potential.
Such powerful words. Being beautiful is overrated. It shouldn't be that one type of person is beautiful. Or because they look a certain way to everyone. It should be how they look to you. And how that makes you feel inside. That's what true beauty should be. But society will swallow anyone who tells it so.