its okay;
we need to realise so many things, to make ourselves okay with who we are. when the world is screaming at you to act like anyone other than yourself, please remember; it’s okay to be angry, and to wish the day never existed. it’s okay to be upset and offended by other peoples words, especially when they’re your friends. it’s okay to love them, and to have them on your mind. to want to call them and kiss them and be with them forever. it’s okay. it’s okay to feel ugly, even though you’re perfectly beautiful at your worst. it’s okay to eat take-away and candy, and feel like you’re about to explode. it’s okay to be lost for words, and unable to explain your thoughts. it’s okay to have freckles, they don’t make you any less attractive. it’s okay to put on a little weight, and not weigh yourself for weeks; because you just don’t care. it’s okay to believe in yourself, in god, in science or in love. it’s okay to feel alone and lost, like you’re just living your life waiting to be found. it’s okay to be tall, wide, short or thin. it’s okay to want something you don’t have, and have something you don’t want. it’s okay to be jealous, passionate, hungry and empty. it’s okay to want to disappear into your own world, it’s also okay to not want to come back. it’s okay to dream, imagine and wish, and have high hopes for your future. it’s okay to cry when they hurt you, and smile because they love you, to laugh when something is funny, and frown when something is rude. it’s okay to have bed hair, bags under your eyes. it’s okay to be blonde, brown, black or red- and to change it whenever you please. it’s okay to want everything, to feel like you’re not enough, to be confused. it’s okay to live, breathe and love. and last, but certainly not least; it’s okay to be okay with yourself.
