I want you to know how beautiful you are. Don’t laugh. Don’t be embarrassed. Men can be beautiful, too.
You’re a prince. You’re a king. You’re a warrior. You deserve great things. You deserve to be loved. You deserve to be spoiled. You deserve to feel special. Because you are…you’re amazing. You’re talented. You’re gorgeous. You’re one of a kind.
Your smile is perfect. Your eyes are pretty. Your body is perfect. Don’t ever compare yourself to anyone else, you are perfect just the way you are. Don’t ever change. The world needs you to be who you are.
You’ve been hurt. You’ve been scared. You’ve felt insecure. You’ve hated yourself. But you’ve never been allowed to show it…
It’s okay to cry, you need to let it out. It’s okay to be scared when you hear that loud noise at 3am. It’s okay to wish you looked like someone else. It doesn’t make you any less of a man. It doesn’t make you “gay.” It means you’re human.
But just remember that you’re already perfect. You’re already gorgeous. You look great today! You look beautiful everyday. Love yourself. Respect yourself. You’re amazing, and don’t you ever forget that! ♥
I always think of you, in my sleep, in my dreams. I always think of you all day, all night, hoping that you’re all right. I always think of you, wishing you’re thinking of me too. Every minute, every second of the day, I think of you in every special way. I always think of you, I really do, all because, well I love you.
I love that two separate people can view you two different ways. Where in on one hand your eccentric, intelligent, and witty-- with the other your a leader, uncontrollable, and goofy. And that's not even adding in the fact how much of a mom/dad you can be. I say both cuz sometimes you're dad mode and sometimes mom mode. Your a blessing i think is what i'm saying in general. I dont think i could sum you up in even 10 characters cuz your too special. you one of a kind. ^.^b
`Aaaah! Hahaha that’s why I love this meme so much :’) I love seeing what I am to different people s;idigsg everyone has a different idea and also i love talking about myself apparently ahaha
you’re so sweet aaah
are u saying i can be dadmode because of my SWEET JOKES and COOL COMEBACKS?
honestly i dont know what to say to this because i’m still half asleep and i’ve run out of milk so i can’t have coffee, but thank you so much ; ; you’re so sweet and ily <3
- she is a body of cotton candy glitter trapped inside pale skin which feels too much and is loved too little.
- i want to hold her heart in my hand and stitch back together the places he never filled, but where she tore herself open, hoping anyway. i admire her perseverance.
- she is something i am obligated to protect. blame purity, blame instinct. i don’t mind.
- her fingers are as tender and sharp as knives. juxtaposition.
- she looks like royalty but faces the world as a fighter. the bruises make her that much more beautiful.
- i want to ink her into the sky in a verse so permanent that she’ll never feel out of place. she belongs here.
- she colors my world spectacularly violet and cerulean. i am so lucky.
- her name is a hymn yearning for a better time. i’m here to tell her, it’s coming. i promise it is.
Am I too late for the self love day? I am finally starting to like myself more. What I love the most are my eyes. First off they're pretty big. Second, the colour is pretty special. They are brown but not dark brown, they also have some yellow and green. They make me feel unique in a world where everyone wants to be the same.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It’s never too late for self love, my friend <3333
Your eyes sound beautiful, but what’s even more beautiful is the fact that you’re starting to like yourself more and I wanna cry over that immensely ! I’m so :’’’’)
One of the saddest things to me is when people tell me I’m too good or too nice to them when I’m just treating them with basic human decency. Like, that people are so used to feeling stupid or unattractive, that compliments on their intelligent or appearance are foreign to them.
Let me try to make this a little less foreign to you.