your crooked teeth make your lovely smile extremely cute and endearing (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
your splotches of freckles? yeah, those are places where the galaxies whirling inside of you leaked out to radiance their brilliancy into the world
your thighs touch? that’s a GOOD thing. you’re getting proper nutrition! you have muscles! d o n o t b e a s h a m e d!!!! also, thigh gaps are awesome too! anything related to thighs is awesome! all thighs are different because every person is different, and honestly, why does it matter what your thighs look like?? people who are bothered by thighs are weak tbh
“bingo arms”???? listen up: you only have bingo arms when you’re WINNING. otherwise why would you be yelling “bingo”?? thought so. you’re a winner – you can do anything you set your incredible mind to!
your hair is so unbelievably gorgeous and don’t you deny it. don’t forget to style it, dye it, try new shampoos with it, as long as you want to! your hair is your own, whether it be frizzled or dry or thick or thin – be proud of that, and remember that you can always change it up!
your eyes are not too small, or too big, or too wide apart, or too ugly. your eyes are your own mortal doorway into your soul, expressing your thoughts and emotions in dazzling swirls and hues for others to decipher. don’t be afraid to cry, don’t be disgusted by the crinkles at the corners when you smile, don’t hate on the small, microscopic blood vessels running through them. don’t lock your door out of needless shame!
scars!!! scars are so cool! they’re visual results from a chapter that makes up the story of your life! no matter where scars are, don’t be conscious of concealing them! ppl loVE scars! even the tiny lil ones! anyone who has a scar is automatically known as an ultimate badass sorry that’s the rule
same goes for stretch marks! those little ripples on your thighs, your hips, your waist, your belly? those mean that you’ve GROWN. your body has adapted frequently throughout your life, and leaves those little ripples as little hints of your amazing journey from babyhood to adulthood! (or maybe you’re just a mystical ocean god/goddess and those waves are symbols of your enormous power, onlookers should be on the lookout)
sorry, did you say you had a pig nose? do you even kNOW how cute piggies are you should be PROUD of your nose cAUSE U CUTE
long, thin nose? p l s. that just means you’re king/queen of everything. don’t deny it. you know how powerful you truly are
tummy rolls? everyone has them. seriously, no matter how thin a person may seem, tummy rolls are inevitable. you are not alone! tummy rolls rock! ROCK THOSE TUMMY ROLLS!
trust me, barely anyone see your feet anyways. besides, feet aren’t that bad – how do you think your hands would look if they walked everywhere over the earth’s rough terrain? feet are hella
ears are so cool omg they’re like fingerprints, unique to you and you only! plus you can pierce them! repeatedly! how cool is that? ears are best
do nOT be anxious about flaunting your legs! wear that short skirt! wear those shorts! own that bikini! your legs are marvelous! ppl would kill for a pair of dandy lookin legs like yours! pale or tan, legs are glorious! L E G S
lips. lips. do you know how many magic tricks your lips are able to perform? the formation of words, the ability to smile or frown, the ability to express, to kiss, to wear makeup; lips are ethereal and exquisite in all forms!
#1 tip: your eyebrows are always on fleek
and lastly: you are not dumb. you are not worthless. you are not a waste of space, an empty void, a meaningless shell. you are loved. you are worth everything. you are so incredibly intelligent,you are utterly unforgettable, and you are breathtakinginevery single way.
next time you look in a mirror, blow yourself a kiss and don’t worry – you’ll kill it out there today. ♥
I did a semi-radical thing recently, inspired – as many semi-radical things these days – by tumblr.
I went through a whole day deciding that I was the hottest thing on the planet.
I wasn’t competing, wasn’t throwing myself out there, wasn’t dressing differently, it was just in my head, and therefore, in my attitude, I decided I was gorgeous and sexy and irresistible.
People treated me differently.
I didn’t have a single rude customer that day. I didn’t have the middle-aged white men who ignore my polite “aloha"s because they’re too good to say hi back. Everyone said hi back. I got lingering looks from young men, young ladies. On my drive home I got actually, factually hooted at by a couple of guys in a truck (nothing that would make my inner warrior rage, just a non-rude "I notice you there” little “ooohh” sound). That hasn’t happened to me in about sixty pounds.
When I went to get gas, the young man watched me walk up to him to pay and he smiled at me the whole time I was walking up, smiled like he was excited to see me, like he knew me. When I left he said, “You have a beautiful day.”
This is me, I’m a girl who has had garbage thrown at her on more than one occasion just because I’m so invisible, no one noticed me standing near the trash can. This has happened, actually, lots of times. It happened last week.
The only thing I changed was my perspective. It took work. I concentrated all day. I had to fight the urge to feel like it was arrogance talking when really it was self-love. All I did was tell myself I was too hot to handle, and I believed it. The rest of the world seemed to catch on.