What Makes You BeautifulYou're the best I ever had
The kindest most loving girl
You have a wonderful personality
The sweetest girl I've ever met.
You care about everyone,
you have such a big heart.
Your touch is so gentle
Your embrace so warm
Your kisses so absolutely wonderful
Your skin and hair so super soft.
You've such an adorable smile
And beautiful, large brown eyes
They're oh so deep, absolutely mezmerizing
I can get lost in them so easily.
Your laugh is the most
Beautiful thing I've ever heard
And your smile lights up the room
And wipes my tears away.
You're the most beautiful girl
I have ever met, in so many different ways,
And these things and so much more
Are exactly what makes you beautiful.
Heaven?I rather burn in Hell
For being myself,
Than be in Heaven
Because I went against my beliefs.
Cause when you betray your own soul,
Heaven becomes worse than Hell.
A Skewed Perception of Modern Beautyokay, so I feel like I need to do a body image/ media rant right now, especially since I just got back home from shopping and it's depressed me a lot.
I'm just so fucking sick of the media forcing girls to compare themselves to each other. Honestly, I am. This is coming from a girl who has struggled with weight and severe self esteem issues since 4th grade. Ever since I hit puberty, I've had radios and TV's and magazines telling me that I'm not pretty enough. After eight years of this, it really wears you down. It's gotten to a point where I can't even go shopping without just sitting in the changing room and crying my eyes out because I have to settle for everything.
I'm 5'5", I have natural curves, and I weigh around 150 lbs. The doctor says I'm at a healthy weight: not really overweight and not underweight. But how can I feel healthy when every image I see on billboards and adverts and movies and tabloids tells me that I'm fat and that I need to be "fixed", when, in real
Matter Over MindMatter over mind
And my brain will be more kind.
I'll fight 'till I win
I won't end up in a looney bin.
I will have to implore
Until my OCD is out the door.
I won't give up on me
But I want everything to let me be.
Meds and drugs can be a help
But oo much of those make me yelp.
This struggle shouldn't be daily.
I just want to shout "Give up, Kaylee!"
This won't be forever,
Never say never!
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder
If only every time mind was over matter I had a quarter.
I'd be rich.
Trip to the Library (Hetalia x Reader)‘It’s been a while since I’ve been to the library.’ You said to yourself as you looked up at the amazing structure, carrying the marvelous collection of books you could think of. Sure, it was a place that not a lot of people would go, seeing as they would rather spend their days in the park, mall or theater. Yet you loved the library, and this was where you going to spend the rest of your wonderful afternoon.
Entering one of your favorite places of solitude, you smiled at the wide array of books, each with different topics that you were ready to explore. Where to start? You had all afternoon, and maybe evening to search for some books to borrow and take home.
You decided to search for…