(F)Ugly

I have to figure out how to stop viewing the world through the lenses I’ve been using all these years. They’re (f)ugly and they make me feel (f)ugly when I look in the mirror. They make everything else I look at (f)ugly too. More wasted sight. So while sitting in a sea of sadness, projecting my hurt into the future of my nieces, nephews and second cousins…I realized that we’re all f*cked and there’s nothing we can do about it. Which means we might as well see the world how we want to see it. And the world I want to see involves complete happiness for them.