If for some reason, you’re ever feeling ugly, read this to yourself:
It’s not how seamlessly you apply your foundation, or how well you fill in your eyebrows. It’s not how good your cleavage looks in that top, or how perfectly toned your bum looks in those jeans.
It’s not how masculine your features are, or how well you can grow a beard. It’s not how many tattoos you have, or how your muscles look under that shirt.
It’s not the colour of your eyes, or your hair, or your skin.
It’s not the length of your hair or how many blemishes you do or don’t have.
It’s not the wrinkles on your face or that scar on your leg, or even the resilient long black hair you get under your chin every week that you constantly have to pluck.
None of those things determine whether a person is ugly or not. Not at all.
Your beauty is the way you look so content when you’re sleeping and look so alive when you’re listening to your favourite song.
It’s the way you glow when you see him/her and the tone in your voice when you tell them you’ll always be there.
It’s how you look at them and make them feel special, like they’re the only person in the world.
It’s the way you play with your hair and how you walk.
It’s how you laugh until you cry.
It’s how you smile when you’re truly happy and how you cry when you’re truly sad.
It’s how you show your heart to people, how you reserve it for those that count or how you where it on your sleeve.
It’s how you’re nice to everyone, or how blunt and honest you are regardless of who you’re talking to.
It’s how you touch a person, physically; emotionally.
It’s your thoughtfulness and your heart.
It’s how you carry yourself and the way you move.
It’s your passion. Your ideas. Your soul.
It’s who you ARE that makes you beautiful.
So remember that next time you’re feeling ugly.