The song “beautiful” by 10 years really says a lot to me about how we view ourselves and in comparison to those on television. We spend hundreds of dollars on products that make us look younger, erase wrinkles, enhancing our breasts and even bleach our assholes. Anything to stay beautiful because we don’t want to be overlooked, we want that feeling of importance…that feeling that someone will remember you because of how you look. After awhile, we change ourselves so much that we forget what we used to look like, or how we behaved, because we were so used to feeling the same way we looked, and that’s fake. And what remains is the beautiful being we truly were, only now it has withered and died, and what’s left is something uglier.
Photoshop Fun and slight referenced used. Tried out the famous Andrew Jones style of “shape sifting”