Chapter One: Perfect Ideal

In life we are grown into the shadow of perfectness. Perfect hair. Perfect body. Perfect life. For this not only made me feel good because I saw how people were envying me by this perfectness, but also when I think of it, deep down it was nothing but the true me dying in pain of this perfectness of a shell called beauty. They say being beautiful is pain, but isn't the pain the most treasure of it all?