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3 years ago. May 18, 2020 at 10:49 AM

I know that sometimes when you look in the mirror all you can see are your blemishes, scars, stretch marks, fleshy tummy, cellulite, and all the other little imperfections that make you feel unworthy or unattractive.

 

But when I look at you all I see is a beautiful, delicate thing that I want to hold in my arms and protect. I’ll softly whisper into your ear all of the things that warm your heart and make all of that insecurity melt away.


You are the most beautiful “you” that has ever lived. Never compare yourself to someone else because, even in a million years, they could never pull off all the nuance of your unique intricacies.

slaveMikayla​(sub female){MstrJ } - Irony. Beautifully well written, and a wonderful sentiment. Thank you from all the people who carry scars. I swear I had not read this when I was making my own post. I had been intending this since yesterday <3
3 years ago

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