Everyone strives to be beautiful. But, honestly, what is beautiful? Beautiful used to be someone who was loving, who was caring and had a beautiful heart. Someone who told the truth but never hurt others. Someone who never got caught up in gossip or drama. Someone who, no matter what was happening in their life, was always there for someone else who had it worse. Now, beauty has big boobs, is stick-thin and wears 5 lbs. of make up. Now, beautiful is someone who has name-brand clothes, the best phone and tons of friends. Beautiful is a 'perfect' body. Beautiful is photo-shopped long lashes and clear skin. Now, beauty doesn't matter what's on the inside. I wish we could all go back to when beautiful was our moms sitting on the sofá with us in pajamas, no make up, when we were five. I miss those days. This is a sick, messed up world. And I can't stand it.