lying mirror

I spend hours in front of it.
Criticizing everything.
My thighs are too big.
My stomach isn't flat.
My boobs aren't huge and my butt certainly isn't.
My lips aren't plump.
My hair isn't long enough.
My cheeks bones aren't dominant.
My eyelashes aren't long enough.
I don't look like a super model as soon as i wake up.
I have stretch marks.
I'm only 17.
I see kim Kardashian.
Kylie jenner.
I see these Victoria secret models.
I see what society defines as "beautiful".
I look at myself.
How do i compare to them.

Stop.

You know what's truly beautiful?
Real women.
Those who have peeled hands from working hard.
Women who are curvy and proud.
Women who aren't afraid of their rolls.
Girl, they don't define you.
We shouldn't be afraid of what people say.
Be proud youre real.
Be happy you are who you are.
Do what makes you feel beautiful baby.
Want to wear makeup?
Go ahead. If it makes you confident go for it.
Oh you feel beautiful without makeup?
Thats completely fine.
But don't ever try to be something youre not.

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