Transatlantic women are ugly and so are you.

I've been working on my transatlantic accent. Not outloud, in my head. I see there is a miss for old things like cars and house things were back then to whatever that means. Maybe things just seemed better. Innovation was brinking and the thought of taking someone on a date or meeting friends anywhere you went was up in the air.

This isn't really about that.

You know the women?

You may look at a picture of your o

great great great great great (maybe not so grate) grandmother and say "Wow, she looked good".

As sexy or cute, decent looking or unique that is how most women looked back then no? Generationally, there was a time where people of that era looked a certain way.

Growing old you'd never guess even now in the (new) roaring 20's from the 1920's that girls could be so pretty.

We may not like to admit we all look the same but we do. There is little difference to where perhaps is academic suited or dressed we would notice "Oh, she is pretty."

Not even blink someone elses direction.

With style you may notice the apparel to compliment someone on their shirt or skirt, tattoos, piercings, hair, but not their body. Compliment anything except a person's body. "I like your face." Maybe... maybe not.

The message. Is something kinda stupid to hear even for me only because I'm slightly embarrassed to admit I would smile to have a beautiful woman unique in face and body by my side maybe every side to walk beside and make my ugly face look good.

The moderness" not moderateness of a women to consideration is often not a cross wearer but a cross giver.

I have to be real with you a moment.

In my transatlantic, whatever that means? I can't imagine one of those super tatted up girls to even look my direction for a second and be like "Holy !@#$ this guy..." nor can I see myself with a girl without any instant kill of my self-confidence of a southern type girl that country says, that's what I fight for.

The glare,

The smile,

The way sun shines,

The way darkness stays away from her.

Without delaying, I want to show you some girls that make me feel I'll never be happy.

These girls are the new transatlantic.

There is no comparison even if everyone is their own apple.

It's like you go and and this isn't what you expect to see but if it was, you'd know things were going to be okay.

Ha, maybe not for some but if that country girl with brunette hair and lovingly attitude was covered in tattoos instead of nostalgic sunsets, she would look as same styled.

Worded imperfectly for sake of sake being sake.

Classic trends like getting coffee or going to... well I don't know what normal people do. They get coffee though I'm like 100% (98%) sure of it!

Classic trends like jeans that you can't put anything in the pockets because your butt needs to look good.

Classic trends like yoga pants and ugg boots because netflix and chill was off the menu.

With the make up, they and we whoever or whatever (most respectful way) all look the same.

No make up... still so, it is the uniqueness that we seek in how someone makes us feel and the attraction caused by environment succession and/or failure. Development even.

I'm done being all cute now, the point is I'm pretty sure GOD/GODDESS is trying to balance out people looking the same so when people can look genuinely unique people don't just steal each other's unique looking things. That's why we all look so average.

[Unless you're one of my pretty things, because your thing is great and all but mine is great great great great (maybe more great, a little less great but great because it was great before you could acknowledge the less great was to say not great in the form of being less great.)]

In conclusion. I hope everyone dies.

Thank you for reading about how unimportant and non-unique we all are and yet how I would also like to be a 13 year old boy with woman swarming me but alas, I think I'll take the I'm too cool approach when in reality; I'm too scared to talk to women.

I love you girls! Always hoping on your success and we'll being! Bye Asta!

Thanks Mom (Nott)

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