I have an ugliness it's impossible to love.

Fear is a communicable disease; it comes out in the sweat and passes from host to host. Fear is an incendiary agent; it combusts with stupidity.

And remember: the flesh is as sacred as it is profane.

Senses will lie as dreams wake. You are not on solid ground. Don't look down.

Why would anyone say something is impossible?

I love it when ugliness is beautiful. I love character flaws.