You are yourself every minute of every hour in your life. You are free. You are beautiful.
I love you and you are mine.
Be free, all tortured souls. Accept yourself, love the quirks. You will be fine. Truly okay, for once.
You say "I'm fine," and "I'm not fine, it's not okay"
You are beautiful because you have the courage to be who you were born. You are beautiful with your scars and wounds.
Remain who you are meant to be and someone will find you to be yours forever.