Staring at the mirror, I can see the person I am and who I’m meant to be. I don’t think things could be any clearer, so, at times, I concede… slipping back into my dreams, finely, teetering the barrier that I allow to contain me, while, at others I search solely for my destiny, hoping the trials and tribulations don’t get the best of me, as I’m submerged in the depths of what I can and cannot see.
no offence but let yourself be ugly!! you don’t have to fix your hair if you’re not going anywhere you don’t have to cover up ur spots or change out of your lounge pants to go buy milk like damn we really gotta let ourselves be comfortable without constantly apologising for just looking normal and it’s hard but i think we need to practice looking in the mirror and saying i look ugly af today and that’s okay!! tru self care is letting urself be ugly tbh