Tuesday, February 2, 2010

You ain't no Hebrew National, You Filet Mignon

This is to you, Steak
That you helped me cool the fuck down before the show
You are beautiful
And you are probably beautiful to him
Whoever he is

Stop looking down at yourself
You'll only see your thighs touching each other and masking your toes
This phenomena happens to all the average people in the world
You'll only compare yourself to people who don't eat if you think like that
So tilt your head up
Don't look up to the ceiling of mirrors though
You'll flaunt your nose to people
Giving them the wrong impression
You can't see yourself, so you believe you're sky high
You'll only be able to see your own hair and become vain
which is the worse drug to man
and can make people so ugly
So look straight ahead
In that mirror
like he looks at you
He's not comparing you to anything
And you don't have to bluff it
You are beautiful
No matter what his expression is
No matter what he does
He has to face your beauty
And decide whether he can handle it

You probably don't need this
I don't know the situation at all
I hate people who give their opinion and advice to everything
But who knows?

I need some confidence...
That's on my to-do list.

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