Me: Mom
the clouds
are a so
beautiful!
Mom:
They're
just
clouds...
There's
nothing
beautiful
about
them.
Me: Then
what is
true
beauty?
Because
if clouds
are not
beautiful
then what
is? The
fake image
plastered
into are
heads?
No... True
beauty
is real!
They're
should
be no
definition
of
beauty,
things
should
just
simply
be beautiful!
Mom:...
Stop
talking
so much...
*turns up
radio*
-_-