I'm beautiful.
I'm beautiful because I said I am.
I'm beautiful because my eyes crinkle when I throw my head back and laugh boisterously at a stupid joke I made myself.
I'm beautiful when I smile lazily and my double chin peeks through the polaroid that effortlessly captures my features.
I'm beautiful because, after many years of being told I don't fit into the spectrum of socially accepted beauty, I laughed and told them to **** off.
I'm beautiful because all the years of self-loathing and self-doubt erased the moment I said I'm beautiful.
I'm beautiful and there isn't a soul alive who can convince me otherwise.
Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 12:37 AM UTC
I'm beautiful.
I'm beautiful because I said I am.
I'm beautiful because my eyes crinkle when I throw my head back and laugh boisterously at a stupid joke I made myself.
I'm beautiful when I smile lazily and my double chin peeks through the polaroid that effortlessly captures my features.
I'm beautiful because, after many years of being told I don't fit into the spectrum of socially accepted beauty, I laughed and told them to **** off.
I'm beautiful because all the years of self-loathing and self-doubt erased the moment I said I'm beautiful.
I'm beautiful and there isn't a soul alive who can convince me otherwise.