august eleventh, twenty-sixteen.
just always remember that you're beautiful.
there was once a stranger who took a look at you and thought "wow, he/she is beautiful. too bad i'll probably won't see him/her again."
i'm serious you guys. you are fucking beautiful. never let anyone tell you otherwise, okay?
i know that sometimes it's so hard to look at yourself in the mirror and bluntly say "i'm beautiful and no one will change that." or you just can't look at yourself in the mirror.
take it step by step. little by little.
maybe one day, say to yourself: "today will be good, i'll make it good."
the next day, look at yourself and say something you like about yourself. maybe it's your eyes, freckles, your nose, your smile, your teeth, for gods sake, maybe you love your hairline!
there are no limits to beauty. zero limits.
don't limit yourself.
i'm telling you, i think you're fucking beautiful.
just always remember, you're beautiful just the way you are.
