Beauty.

I cried for the first time today, it had been awhile. I know that "sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me", but the truth is words do hurt. They belittle you, and make you feel so worthless. After they've been said enough, you start to actually believe these words. I've had my days where I have felt like a bad person, and said things I shouldn't have or didn't even mean. I don't want to be like those people, where their cruel words come out like vomit. Being called, emo lesbian, fat cunt, desperate skank, crazy bitch, the list goes on. Some of these are recent, like yesterday, I know none of them are true, but I almost started to believe them. Don't let anyone tell you that you're not worth it, or call you names, ignore those people, because you are a beautiful person, inside and out. We had to think of what beauty was for a class, and I wasn't there but mine were; (la beaute est les amies et la famille, & la beaute est les mots de la couer) it made me happy. Words are a way of expressing yourself but the way people use them isn't right. I am worth it despite what anyone says. In my eyes there should be no definition of beautiful, everyone is beautiful, no matter what they look like. Even those ugly people that use the words to hurt people, they're beautiful deep down.

* there really is no definition of beautiful, who got to decide this, no one should. 
beau·ti·ful 

adj.

1. Having qualities that delight the senses, especially the sense of sight.

2. Excellent; wonderful.

-YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL, tell yourself everyday, even if you don't believe it, cause eventually you will.