Love My Body

Constant photos and comericals tell me to change. Be taller, skinnier, have blond hair, no brown, then black, this voice in my head pulls me all which ways. Bottom line, i need to change my body to be beautiful. But, I have chosen i different path. The rihght path. A path that tells me to love my body for what it is and what it isnt. Somedays, it is hard but i chose to believe that a day will come when i truly love my body.

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