dear body,
you were never a problem.
there's nothing wrong with
your size,
your curves,
your scars,
your flaws,
your stretch marks,
or you.
it's not your job to look like the people in magazines.
it's not your job to look "pretty".
you don't have to impress anyone.
you're good enough already.
YOU ARE READING
Motivation.
Poetryhey, stop scrolling. everyone who is reading this: I'm so glad you're alive, I'm so fucking proud of you. you are loved. don't give up, we're almost there. you are going to make it. ♛
