How would you describe the perfect woman? Clear and tanned complexion, lustrous hair, pretty pink lips, long dark eyelashes, fairly tall, thin but shapely? Of course its not the outside that matters ( we both know how many people believethat) its the inside that counts. So obviously she is smart, top of her class, and everyone knows that she'll be Valedictorian. She's kind, and sweet, and everybody loves her.
So why do you look down on us? Yes, we wear concealer to conceal our imperfect complexions (and our impure hearts). Yes we spray tan our skin because we get THE WORST sunburns ever and yes we dye (and highlight and lowlight and straighten and curl and volumize and mousse) our hair. Yes we use like 500 different types of shampoo and conditioner in hopes of making our hair look silky(er). Yes we paint our lips pink (such a pretty colour to hide our sins in) and yes we wear mascara to darken (and lengthen and volumize) our eyelashes. Yes we wear heels (and boots and wedges and stilettos) to make our legs look longer ( "They go on for miles!") and to look a bit taller. Yes we diet (and binge and purge and starve) in the hopes of being able to fit into that BE-A-U-TIFUL dress thats only once size too small (skinny,skinny,skinny. Just got to be a little skinner. Who needs lunch anyways? Its not like its your favorite or anything, except it is). And yes we never get any sleep ( you can sleep when you're dead darling, you need to be better) because we are studying or on the social network trying to become more popular (You need to be loved dear. 500 likes? Please! That math geek, the really pretty one you're jealous of, got 600 likes on her last post. You need to be better.) But don't you see?
We do all of this to become that "perfect girl". You know, the one that doesn't exist, the one we made up. We wear makeup and change our bodies and hate ourselves at night (Because darling don't you know? We arent as perfect as we try to be. ) because we want to be "perfect". Don't you see? Society is cruel and we are hell bent on surviving. (We will do whatever is needed. We have already changed our features and our looks and our personalities. We have already tuned cold, stop feeling. We have already became as mean and cruel as more will we sacrifice to survive? What more shall we lose in this battle against society? I can answer that sweetie. Everything)