You are beautiful. Own it. Walk like your hips move mountains.
He is not the sun. You are.
I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.
Do things your future self will thank you for.
There is nothing sadder than a child who has barely seen the world, yet who has seen enough of it to know that they do not wish to be a part of it.
You attract the right things when you have a sense of who you are.