Flawed Perspective

I rip people apart.
 
I dissect their face, their body, their wardrobe, their personality.
 
Not to be mean, not to gossip, just out of plain old curiosity.
 
Very often, I’ll look at someone, and very rudely in my head go,
 
“I’d never be able to live with her nose/calves/teeth/stomach etc., how do they deal with it?”
 
And then I [...]

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