Beautiful.

Do you ever get hit over the head with a feeling of being completely unique? It's rare in this world where originality is a race anymore. Today, it's who's wearing the weirdest clothes that everyone secretly wishes they would've thought of sooner. It's finding bizarre bands and rare gems of talent and putting them on parade rather than genuinely taking them to heart. Being genuine takes a backseat to being original. Why? Honestly, I'd rather be regarded as genuine any day of the week.

Originality fades when its source spreads. You're as original as the hoodie you're wearing and what's cranking through your headphones. You're as original as the drugs you're doing and the liquor you're downing. I want to be something without making a conscience effort. Positive press shouldn't be sought for; it should be an honest practice. Being regarded highly should be a reward for being nothing but yourself. Not the yourself that has neat tattoos. You have to paint those on your body. Beauty is skin deep. Bullshit. Surfaces lie.

Beautiful is a soul that sings without being scared. Beautiful is a mind full of sunshine despite clouds being all the rage.

Originality is a trend. I'm sick of hearing that you liked bands two months ago so you're a better fan. I'm sick of one-upping and a cashflow road to fame. Learn to say that it's great that we like the same music, regardless of who found it sooner. Learn to compliment without justifying it in your mind. Compliment someone daily. You'd be surprised how much you can make someone's day. Leave a dollar more than you usually would at a restaurant; you just turned someone's $49 into $50.

Think of someone you know that's holding on by a thread. Think of someone that lives compliment to compliment. I remember pink ladybugs and colorful smiles and that's one part of my past that I'm proud of. Thank you for coming in. Are you enjoying this nice weather? Small talk makes a low hourly wage seems more worth it. Get to know someone, for god's sake. Let someone in; lay it all on the line. Since when did our generation get so cautious about everything but sex? I promise you, you'll still be beautiful if you gain five pounds. I promise you'll live if you're single.

Take pride in your weakness; find strength in the ones you rely on. After all, it's prefectly alright to rely on someone. When you find someone you can talk to for hours on end and know they're listening to every messy, disorganized word feels better than four words and a blue linked name on a website. Try turning down a date with someone you'd usually fall for and giving someone you never expected to matter the time of day. Don't limit yourself with a type.

The arts are beautiful, but they don't own you. Find a creative outlet and don't give a damn who else is using it. You're just as good as them. Confidence is rare, and that makes me sad. Don't be afraid of it. It's pretty neat once you give it a shot.

Beautiful is a dotted white tightrope. Beautiful is a radio louder than your thoughts.

Beautiful is you in your element. Go on, be beautiful. Nothing's stopping you.