Beautiful Wrinkles.


Every line a story, every scar a journey, every mark a map to the soul of a bare-skinned being. No one line is the same, and yet here we are in chains, to the supply and demand
of conformity. Don’t dim your light, by listening to the noise don’t let society fuel the way your marks moves. What power lies on the surface? What beauty runs skin deep? The wrinkles of the mind, are the ones to be removed. You can nip, tuck, and pick away. As for the self…it may be deprived of happiness it craves. The truth is, you are as loveable as you feel inside, and you’ll have nowhere to hide, if you choose to ignore what’s at your core, just the shallows of your mind that seep out onto the surface.


Wrinkles in the mind, are the ones to be removed. 

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