8/365

The saddest thing to me is that you will never see yourself the way that I do. You are so beautiful. I hope you feel it -- I hope you feel like you could do anything, like you hold magic in your fingertips. You can do so many things and you will. Even if all you did today was get out of bed, that was beautiful. Do you ever get struck by what a miracle you are?

I hope I'm not telling you anything new. I hope someone has told you this before, has made you feel like a miracle before. You deserve to have looked at yourself in the mirror and been astounded with how remarkable you are. There is no other person, out of seven billion lives on this world, that is exactly like you. No one has felt exactly as you have. No one has experienced things exactly as you have. You are the ultimate definition of individual. 

Last January, I saw this video for the first time. I love slam poetry -- there's something much more effective about it. It hits you in the face and makes you believe; it makes you feel. I rediscovered this video yesterday and I've been thinking about it since then. This girl knows what she's talking about.

Words mean a lot to me, but sometimes my words alone aren't enough. I hope her words get the message of today's post across. Please know your worth. 

catch you later,

Karleigh

"Be humble for you are made of earth. Be noble for you are made of stars." // Serbian Proverb