a story forever told, but never old.
tu es belle

I don’t feel beautiful. I don’t look pretty in any way. I’m ugly and fat. That’s what I see in the mirror and it is what I tell myself.

Reguardless of what other people say; no mi es belle. </3

It is the height of irony that women are valued for our looks, encouraged to make ourselves beautiful and ornamental and are then derided as shallow and vain for doing so.
Greta Christina