Beauty Defined
I am obese. I have acne in my face, a lazy eye, a weird shaped nose, and a double chin. I am not at all close to fitting the "standard of beauty" in this society that I live in. But you know what? Fuck the standard of beauty. I love myself. I am kind, I am smart, I am funny but overall, I am beautiful. This is my life. The only person I should ever worry about impressing is myself. I know my worth and am not here to live by the standards of others.
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