Dear Girl, Do not let a single person define your existence. Do not let them set value to you based on how many men find you desirable or how many women envy you. Do not let people water down your spirit so it is easier for them to swallow. My Dear Girl, you bring the world to its knees. You make them question every thought they had before meeting you. Before seeing the spirit you breathe into the air and the effort you put forth in your every endeavor. My Dear Girl, not everyone will like you. Some will break you apart looking for flaws. Looking for answers. Pay no mind, My Dear. All they’ll find is rubble from the mountains you’ve crushed and the ones you’ve climbed.
Last of the Hopeless Romantics xx












