The beautiful woman

Women’s beauty

Love, money and beauty; these are the three most magnetizing and charismatic features that everyone allures about women. Love, because there is no life, no energy and no vigor without it; money, because we, naïve little beings are full of greed; and beauty… beauty, because there is a magic, some sought of certain wild urge that lives  inside us, in every one of us, that attracts us towards the beautiful.

A woman’s sophistication and decency lies in her beauty. The scent of her fragrance; her lovely odor, her smooth milky skin and her pink rosy lips is what men could kill for. And to maintain that charm about her is what a woman has to do. An argument might be called here that what about the ‘not so attractive ones’, what about those women who weren't born with the ultimate classy features. It’s not their sin that they aren't beautiful, is it? Well, to answer this silly tiff, who says everyone isn't beautiful? Who says ‘some women’ aren't as pretty as others? Talking plain sail, everyone is beautiful. Every woman possesses her charm; every woman could be a lady.

It’s merely about maintaining the gift of beauty. It’s about taking care of herself; it’s about staying beautiful, forever. 

The bewitching world

You. Yes, you...

You think I'll respect you after you bring my self-confidence to bricks? After you try burning my individuality and dab, precisely to blow off my self esteem? Well, this ruthless, sickening cold attitude is what you get now. Blood is all you get. And now I'll be good to others in front of you. I'll try and kill your self esteem instead. I'll burn the power you show-off to me, so intrepidly.

You tottering narcissistic soul.  

You have no appreciation to the one who cared most about you; when you showed no awe, when you tried to kill her independence and her distinction, you probably knew it yourself, you devilish monster. You'll be a loser in the end. Nothing but a loser. 

A sad, lonely loser.