I spend much of my time wondering who I am.Or I suppose, the perception I have of myself, and of others to me.
Do I perceive myself in a certain way because of the muddied views of society? Or are these thoughts my own original ideas? Do I pick out my clothes everyday because it's what I like? Or in the back of my mind am I unconsciously considering what others will think? Are we beautiful because we are, genuinely, beautiful people? Or has the sense of true beauty been lost in the tabloids and the runways of airbrushed cover shots and overly-thin models?
What is real? If not my own ideas and the way I perceive life, what is?