Do you ever look in the mirror and not see who you thought you were?
weird maybe, but when you’re not conscious of what you look like or not worried about whether your hairs perfect, or whether your skin is pretty or your belly doesn’t look too big in the outfit. Then you brush past the mirror and suddenly you don’t feel as free flowing and confident. You start to try and fix yourself,
maybe if you just ...
maybe if I just ..
I’m just gonna ..
then all of a sudden you are not who you thought you were , the confidence you had is no longer.
But I am more than a mirror, I am a whole person, a whole life that touches people and lives life. So maybe I shouldn’t let some object determine how I feel ?
I should love myself because ,
Love is love
Lots of love Lily x
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