victories

lately i look in the mirror, and i think, damn. i love everything about myself. i love my hair, i love my heart-shaped face, i love my crooked nose, i love my skin, i love my taste in opalite 1/2" plugs, i love my tattoos, i love my lips. especially since i stopped comparing myself to things i never even wanted to be. i can't help but hiccup a chuckle, thinking i can't believe anything was ever able to convince me otherwise. their machine is good. but i'm still better.