Beautiful
I am beautiful no matter how I look. People judge each other like we are covers of a book. No one understands that beautiful butterfly on the inside trying to make people realize that its about who you are on the inside and not the outside. The beautiful personality that made me who I wanted to be that ignited the fire inside of me. Everyone is beautiful and unique why do individuals critique? Does my waist have to be skinny? Does my teeth have to be straight? Does my hair have to be a certain type of way? No it does not. I am beautiful and you are too, I just wish the whole world knew too.
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