Beauty, to me, is not exclusive. It comes from within and shines out throughout your skin. Every freckle, every mole, every strand of hair is yours alone. There is nothing wrong with your nose or your eyes. As you can smell every rose perfectly fine and see people walking by. There is certainly nothing wrong with the pitch of your voice or the way you look into someone’s eyes. As every melody you hum, makes someone’s heart flutter by. As every glance you give, could make someone’s knees buckle down to the ground and make them cry. There is nothing wrong with your breasts or the way your arms lay flat on your sides. Your hips, your lips, are perfect as they are. Your soul is as radiant as a glowing star. We are vessels and just that. We are souls, each and every single one unique, each one their own. Real beauty embraces people as they are, regardless of what sets them apart.