This is me. I’m not very fond of my looks but I still keep going. I have no hair. I have alopecia, I don’t get facial hair, eyebrows, eyelashes, hair. It’s been a living hell growing up with this. Everyday I come home and cry. People tell me I’m worthless, my life has no meaning. I’m a waste of skin. Everyday. I keep fighting and fighting. I don’t have perfect eyes. I don’t have perfect thighs. I have flaws. You all do too. You don’t have to bring out mine just because they are more noticeable. If you took the time to read this, you care. I love you.
oh my god you are perfect ♥ :3
can i like give you a hug right now
can i punch who ever calls u worthless?
My grandfather got suspended from Catholic school for referring to Jesus Christ and the twelve apostles as J.C. and the Boys.
You know, when you have kids and you love them and you’re proud of them you just want to kiss them on the mouth sometimes.
Pick a personality for free when you feel like nobody.