I’m a girl.
I cry over stupid boys.
My room is a mess
Sometimes music is my only friend.
I’m not perfect. I never will be, but I’m me.
The amount of reblogs on this really makes me sad. Everyone should be happy when the look in the mirror. Someone out there will love you for everything you have to give. Your looks. Your personality. Everything. And if they don’t love you the way you are, they aren’t the right person or you. You’re all beautiful.