Inch of you is beautiful,
From the laugh lines on your face to the dimples on your butt.
From your wide hips to your big thighs.
From your long skinny legs to your large breast.
From your little gut to your little butt.
From your small breast to your chubby legs.
NO matter what height, weight, ethnicity you are, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL all the way.
- kim (tracingfragments.tumblr.com)
Today, I am worthy of being the person I want to be. And so she, I will be.
Haha it’s fine, it makes me feel like Kim and I actually did the right thing making this blog. c:
It’s a hard thing to stop doing (I know, I went through a period like that a few years ago), but like everything else we do in life, it’s a habit. Make it a habit to look at someone and say, “hey, they’re pretty good lookin’, but I bet they dont have funny shaped birthmarks on their butt-cheek like I do!” Find little things about yourself that you love. If you do this long enough, you’ll end up loving everything about your mind and body. Popularity is only important if you’re running for president, and friends are all around you, being little double edged swords of joy and sorrow. Make a conscious decision to meet new people, and I promise you, friends will come.
ffff Medication has too many side-effects to be considered truly effective anyways. Dont worry too much about what that anon said. Seeking validation is perfectly fine, I believe. In time, I think people can even learn to be able to not need another person’s validation that they’re worth something, though. It’s a hard goal to reach though ; ~ ;
It’s nearly midnight, so I’ll be hitting the hay soon, but be sure to send more messages, Kim or myself will definitely answer them c:
Well then tell them to fuck off. :<
Dont worry about the people who try to put you in a little box labeled ‘do not open’. Worry about the ones with the keys to said box, the ones who want to set you free to be opinionated and literally whatever the hell you want to be.
Also, never compare yourself to someone else, it will only make you feel like crap. I used to try to compare myself with Beyonce and Queen Latifa, until I realized that my black ass cannot sing, and I cannot act, nor will I ever get a Grammy and be rich and famous. I was sitting there putting myself down without knowing it, because I tried to emulate them so hard. Looking up to someone is fine, comparing yourself to said someone is not.
And I’m pretty sure talking about feelings with your parents is awkward for everyone, no matter your age. It’s just one of those things, I guess.
There’s a lot of assholes on tumblr. Frankly, if they dont like that you had/have a tendency to post personal messages, then they can easily click the X button on your blog (which takes a lot less effort than going on anon, typing some hateful message and all that). Like I said before, dont worry about the people who try to box you up.
Be yourself, be opinionated, be strong willed and whatever else you feel like being.