First off; rain. like really? why can’t it be hot or cold or like medium? Then I get called out of my class, by which im failing, to have a FCAT talk. then I had a meeting with the principal. boooooooo.then, had my heart slightly broken. it mended and not even ten minuets later, broke. on top of all this, a friend of mine passed away, family sucksss. and i just can’t bring myself back up. im never like thiss.. but i’ll save all that juicy stuff for another post.
You’re positively beautiful. I love your freckles on your nose, they bring out the colors in your eyes. Your hair frames your face perfectly. Your laugh is contagious and you will always make me smile. Those scars on your knees? They show me that you’ve fallen. That sparkle in your eyes when you smile? They show me you picked yourself up. Your smile is drop dead gorgeous, wear it more often.
Who gives a shit if you have acne? Who cares if you’re overweight or underweight, tall or short, tan or pale, an A cup or a D cup? All that matters is that someone thinks you’re beautiful just the way you are and that someone is me. I wish you could love yourself the way I love you, the way your family loves you, the way your friends love you.