Baby, that’s just me.
Love is louder than the pressure to be perfect.
Imperfections make you beautiful, they make you who you are.
I prayed for your peace even if you started this whole war in me.
There’s a part of me I can’t get back. A little girl grew up too fast. All it took was once, I’ll never be the same.
We’re cool for the summer.
I don’t wanna be afraid. I wanna wake up feeling beautiful, today.
Don’t ever call a girl fat. Even if you’re joking.
My fingers are long and beautiful, as, it has been well documented, are various other parts of my body.
My principal sin is doubt. I doubt everything, and am in doubt most of the time.
You are beautiful not because you are better than others, but because there is only you who can smile like that.
You’re not worth the time that this is taking.
It is extremely dangerous to encourage people to see themselves as exceptional, whatever the motivation.
I have insecurities, of course, but I dont hang out with anyone who points them out to me.
For a long time I hated my body, because I was constantly suffering. But now I look at it like an old Mercedes with chrome bumpers. It costs a fortune to repair, it breaks down all the time, you can only use it once a week, the seat leather is starting to crack but nonetheless its mine.
I want to be age appropriate. I don’t want to be that girl you see walking away and she looks 25 and then she turns around and she looks 90.
Its important so you stay in touch with yourself. If you lose touch with yourself, no ones going to want to talk to you or listen to anything youre f**king doing. Theyll just point at you and laugh. At you, not with you.
I’ve always thought that each person invented himself for whatever reasons, for whatever circumstances, through whatever he has gone through, that we are each a figment of our own imagination. And some people have a greater ability to imagine than others.
I want to be proactive and focus on maintaining my health and happiness and have decide that the best way forward is to take some time off.
I didnt talk to anyone about [postpartum depression]. I was very reluctant.. Four of my friends felt the same way I did, and everyone was too embarrassed to talk about it.
Age wrinkles the body; quitting wrinkles the soul.