Baby, that’s just me.
Never be ashamed of what you feel. You have the right to feel any emotion that you want, and to do what makes you happy.
Imperfections make you beautiful, they make you who you are.
The best advice I can give to anyone going through a rough patch is to never be afraid to ask for help.
It doesn’t have to take over your life, it doesn’t have to define you as a person, it’s just important that you ask for help. It’s not a sign of weakness.
Now payback is a bad bitch and baby, I’m the baddest.
Maybe if I don’t cry, I won’t feel anymore.
I’m a lightweight, easy to fall easy to break.
I’m here to show you imperfection. The beauty is in the imperfection.
I’m just a broken person looking for other broken people who may have gotten shards of me stuck in their feet and aren’t too concerned about pulling them out.
I have never been insecure, ever, about how I look, about what I want to do with myself. My mum told me to only ever do things for myself, not for others.
I feel beautiful without makeup on, but when I do put makeup on, it just gives me this extra pop.
Self-love, my liege, is not so vile a sin, as self-neglecting.
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.
Being able to take care of myself is something that my mom really instilled in me.
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.
A man is like a fraction whose numerator is what he is and whose denominator is what he thinks of himself. The larger the denominator, the smaller the fraction.
Ive never wanted to look like models on the cover of magazines. I represent the majority of women, and Im very proud of that.
