i see so many girls and there’s like a hundred different kinds of pretty and every single one feels like a whole universe. there’s the sunlight pretty girls who look like they belong in golden hour forever, the stormy pretty girls with smudged eyeliner and a look like they know something you don’t, the effortlessly cool pretty girls who make basics look like a personality trait, the soft quiet pretty girls who feel like a safe place without saying a word, the loud pretty girls who walk in and the room rearranges itself around them, the “just rolled out of bed” pretty girls who somehow still look unreal, the thoughtful pretty girls who carry warmth in the way they look at people, the chaotic pretty girls who feel like a spark you can’t quite hold onto, the put-together pretty girls who look like they’ve mastered life (even if they haven’t). girls are so insanely beautiful it doesn’t even feel fair sometimes
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