"Stop hating yourself for everything you aren't and start loving yourself for everything you are."
I wake up abruptly to the sound of my alarm clock across the room. I let out a groan and hop out of bed to turn the alarm off and flick on the lamp. My room is pretty Tumblr, if you asked my friends. Well, when my room is clean, of course. I have bright blue walls with posters, photographs, crafts and hanging lights everywhere. But on my floors, I have papers, stuffed animals, and drawings scattered across the rug. I angrily kick all of the junk out of my way to make a path towards my door.
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~*Beauty in All Things*~
Teen FictionSometimes, this is how I feel. Other days, I'm the exact opposite.