It’s so weird how you can be friends with someone for years and years and you go through so much but nothing that significant, then something happens after like 8 years of friendship and they need you really badly and you’re like “is this the reason we were seated beside each other when we were 11 so in 8 years time I could help you through a shitfuck time?”
Sometimes I feel bad for not hating the way I look. Almost every girl I know seems to think that they need to be skinnier, be curvier, have bigger boobs, have smaller boobs, have longer hair, darker skin etc and it makes me feel vain when I actually like what I look like. I love my boobs, I love my waist, I love my eyes, I love my hair, I’ve learnt to love my bum and thighs and I’ve learnt to embrace my pasty skin. Why hate what you’ve been given? I’m sorry but you’re stuck with it. Love it! There’s a difference between wanting to improve what you have and wanting to change it completely, too. I love it when girls just wana fine tune what they already have. Tone up, drop a few kgs in a healthy way so they can look their best. I hate hate hate it when girls set out to cut their thighs in half or whatever. This is so cheesy and lame but you are so beautiful fuck what anyone else says! Tell yourself that you are until you believe it, cause you should believe it.
“Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it.”—C.S. Lewis