Truth is,
 I'm not the prettiest girl out there. I get tired and cranky. I get mad at myself for messing up. I might not fit in 00 jeans. I kiss boys and have fun. I break rules. I don't get straight A's. I cry over silly things. I hangout with my friends more than my family. And maybe I don't have perfect skin or stick straight hair,
 But at the end of the day,
I know I am Beautiful in my own special way and so is everyone else. <3