Thoughts, and more.

Do you have the courage to tell a blind man that beauty is in the eye of the beholder? What would he say? Would he take a swing at you with his cane or would he sic his dog after you? Would he become sad at the thought of not knowing what beauty looked like in its true form?

Or, would he laugh at whoever asked him, shaking his head then saying, "Beauty isn't worth its weight in gold unless you can feel it. Don't brag about what you can see, you can see all you want. Are you really satisfied without being able to touch it?"

This post has been brought to you by the annoyances and pressures to look good with the turn of every page of a woman's magazine.

Beauty is only skin deep, but ugly is to the bone.