she'll never be perfect.

My whole life, I’ve never been perfect. There’s always been someone there to keep me in check and tell me I’m ugly. I’m fat. I’ll never be beautiful. Never be perfect.

But this is the summer I prove them all wrong. Come junior year,

I will be beautiful.

Before now, I would always dream of what it would be like to be skinny. To be beautiful. To be the girl that every guy wanted and every girl envied. And then I realized; dreaming about it isn’t going to get me there, I have to actually DO IT. So I have made a vow that I will be skinny by the time I turn 16, and when I have my sweet 16 on the beach my best friend that I’ve liked for a year will look at me and he will think She’s gorgeous, I need to have her, need her to be mine.

So bottoms up, here goes nothing. On my way to being skinny, on my way to being beautiful.