This post saddens me a bit. When I see women(and men) who go to such lengths to appear more attractive, for validation and fake love that doesn't last, I can't help but feel their pain in me.
You can tell outside the fake happiness that a lot of women are suffering on the inside. Pain that's only dulled by fleeting moments of self-worth.
When you realize most people's lives are about chasing that next high, which they depend on so much, I can't help but internalize that pain.
If people learned to be more open, they'd be rewarded by everlasting joy and elation. And it'd be real... because, there is no mask on.