Beauty may only be skin deep but ugliness is to the bone.
Over the years I have seen many things that I would mark as beautiful. 917 more words
When I was 16, just like pretty much everyone else, I was forced to read literature. I hated it. To me, those literary writes who were so revered by my teachers were nothing but a sham, people who tried to write complicated sentences for no other purpose than their own ego. 724 more words