What if it's you?

Chapter Fifteen -Simply Beautiful.

An ugly personality destroys a pretty face. 

  I believe that you already know that I am such a strong believer in that saying. An ugly personality does destroy a pretty face.
Water, melanin, bones, blood. That's pretty much what the human body is made of. I don't understand why someone has to feel superior to another. 

  Beauty is this strong word that is often thrown around conditionally. It's another category that can sometimes feel  cryptic. To me, beauty is a celebration of everything in our lives—even the stuff that we shove deep down and neglect in hopes of never seeing that "ugliness" again—it's the organic substance that fuels our gorgeous smile.

"Beauty in its rawness can't be faked. "

  What if eyes saw souls instead of bodies. How very different your idea about bodies would be? 

  Who can say that  beauty is limited to rosy cheeks and limpet eyes, flawless skin and white teeth, thigh gap and big breasts, long legs and veiny hands, long hair and dimples.. When one really knows what beauty is, they'll feel it and when that happens, it wouldn't matter how they look if their face could scare a ghost back to its dark home or if they've hands like Captain Hook. They'll know that it simply doesn't matter because not everyone is going to find them attractive but that doesn't reduce their value. They might be a diamond that someone won't find  suitable for them, but it'll always be a shining diamond that only heaven knows how special it is.

  "People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within." -E.K.R

   Remember when I promised you that I'll help you go through whatever it is you're dealing with? That I will help you learn how to love yourself? I still remember that, and still willing to do that. People make the whole "loving yourself" thing seems easy, but it's probably one of the most challenging things in life. But challenging isn't the new impossible. Invest in yourself. You can afford it.

  You are beautiful when you are scared to do something but make your effort to do it anyway. If you have been through heartbreak and hit rock bottom, your rehabilitation is beautiful. When you are lionhearted to grasp all your feelings no matter how ugly they can be.

 To open yourself to the possibility that there is something magnificent there.

Allurement is an audacious move, one that is created on your genuine purpose instead of being attached to the result.

  Your eyes are beautiful in their unique way.  They are deep and real and instantly perceivable with their sparkle that even I, a book, can feel.. If you can write a sentence, and you're brave enough to read it out loud to someone else even a complete stranger, that's beautiful.

 Beauty is like home, whether you love it or absolutely hate it, you cannot deny that it helped shape you who you are and build you up as a human being, full of flaws and errors, damaged but still alive and learning.

  Big, curvy and soft bellies are absolutely beautiful, but flat stomachs are beautiful, too. It is beautiful to speak another language and learn a new culture.  It is beautiful to try something new such as learning how to play guitar or cook a Mexican meal. Beauty is painting  or  winning an award in front of a mirror or strumming an electric guitar or capturing a stunning moment in a picture, or dancing with your eyes closed or auditioning for an invisible crowd.

    Beauty is not letting ignorance be confused with truth. Even if you're the one in the dark. Speaking the truth is beautiful and it's such a relief (trust me). Beauty is calling someone out for saying something mean, even if you weren't the one getting hurt because caring for others is beautiful. People help the people.