I’ve always loved mirror pictures. I actually love how mirrors reflect our truest selves––only if we’d believe it. Acne scars, stretch marks, body hair—they’re all apart of me. Of you. Of us. You don't have to love it at first or second glance. But try to grow and accept, and eventually love who you are. You are the only one you have. Cherish yourself.

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