When you are the strong one, people often forget you are made only of flesh and bone
Some of the wisest people I know are frightened of their own minds
We are not all meant to be understood However, we are all meant to be accepted for who we are
This body you were given You must cherish Why must you judge it? Why must you hurt it? Nourish it Love it For it is yours and only yours Every curve Every blemish Beautiful Unique A masterpiece
When you grow up in a home where your mother’s moods were euphoric then melancholic, while talking to imaginary friends, you do not judge others for simply being different.