Definition Of Beauty

I'm really confused. For one thing, the sun is out but it's still raining heavily so that makes zero sense. Another thing is I'm trying to figure out who I am currently. I mean, I know I like the color green and that the sound of the forest always makes me feel relaxed, but who am I? Does it matter that my skin is mixed with two races that never got along in history? Or the fact that my freckles are out of place and not symmetrical like a model’s face? What about my looks? I can't say I'm ugly but I'm also not attractive I'm just me, I guess. It's so surreal to question things that aren't usually questioned because no one has the answers to them or they never will talk about them. How come our hands have intricate details on them? Seriously my hand looks like it was stitched and carved to look a certain way for a certain purpose and I want to know why. Why are my feet and fingers so long but I'm short? Maybe I'm not supposed to question my physical appearance. Maybe it's just who I am and there is no explanation for it. …show more content…
It's not the norm in ‘society’ standards, I know, but why is it not? Why is it weird for me to be enamored with the beauty of a female? Why is it weird for me to find a woman’s natural beauty one of the best sights on earth? If that can be answered, then why is it different for my gay friend? How come when he looks at a woman he can't see the same potential and beauty I see but instead sees that in a man? Why does my asexual friend experience only platonic attraction but I can experience both platonic and sexual attraction? Maybe there is no point in questioning these sorts of things because that's just how life works. Maybe life isn't supposed to be explained and maybe we're just supposed to experience it one step at a