So first of all...
...you are really reading a text about how to be beautiful?
Girl, (or boy) you ARE already beautiful. You're amazing and you have to stop doubting your own worth.
You are unique just the way you are. And you have to understand that it's okay to be different. It's okay to have edges and scars and it's okay to have storms going on in yourself because you didn't find your inner peace yet.
It's hard, I know.
But please: try.
You deserve so much more than you might believe now.
Nothing in the world is 'too good' for you.
Dream big, work hard.
Your appearance doesn't matter if you understand that real beauty comes from the inside.
Be kind, smile, help others, show your feelings, take care of the animals, the nature and yourself, be happy, make others happy, live the life you always wanted to have, because you deserve it.
You're beautiful, please never let anyone else convince you otherwise.
VOUS LISEZ
poetrythunderstorm
PoésieKennst du das? Wenn dir pausenlos tausend Gedanken im Kopf herum schwirren und es sich irgendwann so anfühlt, wie ein großer Haufen Spaghetti, den man einfach nicht mehr entwirren kann? Oder wie ein heftiges Gewitter, das durch deinen Kopf wirbelt...
