If I told you she used to be insecure, would you believe me?
If I told you she used to think she was unattractive, would you believe me?
If I told you she used to have low self-esteem, would you believe me?
If I told you she used to hate her self, would you believe me?
Well she did.
Then one morning she woke up and looked at herself in themirror and smiled. That was the morning she woke up and found herself in love with herself. That was the morning she looked in the mirror and said, you are imperfectly perfect, accept and love everything about yourself unapologetically. If they can’t accept that, oh fuckin well.
Arnittress Dowdy 