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Beautiful
who says it has to be proved? who says you have to be told? who said beautiful had to be declared? beautiful is not an action. it is not dependent on what someone tells you. beauty is a feeling. beautiful is how you feel when you look in the mirror and feel great without trying. beautiful is when you are confident in your own skin. beautiful is feeling perfect no matter what someone says about you. beautiful is not caring about what he thinks about you because you know you're better. beautiful is knowing you're better than anyone who doesn't approve of you. beautiful is knowing that if anyone tries to bring you down, it is only because you are above them. beautiful is not something you have to be told to believe. you don't have to change yourself to be beautiful. you are beautiful the way you are. you are perfect the way you want to be. you are amazing in your own body. be confident. be proud. you are who you are and don't ever believe that you should be any less or more than that. nobody's opinion matters. if they don't see that you are beautiful, they're not worth your time. don't let anyone convince you that you are or will ever be less than that.
because trust me...
you are beautiful
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PLEASE
HELP ME GET THE COURAGE! ♥
10 Faves... I'll smile at
him.
50 Faves... I'll say hi to him first.
100. Faves.. I'll start a conversation with him.
200 Faves... I'll ask his number.
300 Faves... I will text him a heart, if i get his #.
400 Faves... I'll playfuly poke him and joke around with
him.
500 Faves... I'll hug him.
700 Faves... I'll ask him if he likes me.
Please, just one
click can mean so much to me.
I need motivation. If you have a crush you will understand
how hard this is!
[i will keep you upadated what
happens, in the comment box]
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My hair gets insanely curly and frizzy. I'm clumsy. I'm
awkward. I have a weird last name. I stutter sometimes. I fall
down a lot. I tend to get distracted easily. I'm an
undiagnosed insomniac. I laugh at the weirdest things. I'm
pale 10 months out of the year. I listen to music that some
girls would consider "weird". I'm loud and
sometimes obnoxious. I'm overly sensitive. I break things
without meaning to a lot. I bite my nails. I'm an ugly
crier. It's nearly impossible to wake me up in the morning.
I can't dance for my life. I have an irrational fear of
being away from my house in thunderstorms. I have mood swings.
I'm fickle. I sometimes worry too much. I'm not
terribly photogenic. I'm scared of heights. I hate running.
I read nerdy books. I daydream way too
often.
Am I
unloveable?
(not
mine)
Had a
boyfriend.
Been kissed.
Been dumped.
Fallen in love.
Been called ugly, fat, sl*t,
etc.
Jumped off a bridge.
Rode a roller
coaster.
Skydived.
Eaten an exotic
food.
Snuck out of your house.
Drank alcohol (or a sip)
Gotten so drunk you
passed out.
Cut yourself on accident
Cut yourself on
purpose.
Laughed so hard you peed
your pants.
Had an eating disorder.
Called
yourself ugly.
Met your idol.
Been to a concert.
Watched 'The Exorcist' and didn't have a
nightmare.
Eaten a bug
Read a book over a thousand
pages.
Kissed somebody in
the rain.
Been
jealous of somebody else's relationship.
Climbed a tree.
Smoked a cigarette.
Smoked
weed/pot.
Gone
skinnydipping
Been
backstabbed by somebody you once called your best
friend.
Beaten somebody
up.
Egged somebody's
house.
Ding dong ditched.
Had a crush on your guy best friend.
Been told by your parents they hate you
Been to another
country.
Answered
all these questions honestly
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Skinny legs, bigger breasts
Is all they want to see
Tiny waists and thinner arms
The opposite of me
The pressureto be perfect
Is slowly closing in
An utter suffocation
That doesnt seem to end
Society is telling me
Beautiful is thin
And if I choose to starve myself
Perfections what I win
Shoving something down my throat
Will get me what I want
Bring me closer to that goal
Of a body I can flaunt
Society is telling us
Beauty is the prize
Measured in the size or your breasts
In weight and clothing
But let me tell you here and now
No good will come from that
It seems ok at first
But soon becomes a trap
A disease that clouds the mind
And believes what is untrue
Believes your never good enough
No matter what you do
There is one beauty that I know
Its the greatest prize of all
Its learning to accept yourself
Imperfections, flaws, and all
The beauty that really matters
Lies in our heart, our soul, our core
Because when you love whats inside
You love whats outside even more
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