I found this post on Tumblr, and it's kinda makes me feel happy and proud about myself. I hope you guys feel the same, enjoy reading :)
You are not your bra-size, nor are you the widht of your waist, nor are you the slenderness of your calves. You are not your hair color, your skin color, nor are you a shade of lipstick. Your shoe size is of no consequence. You are not define by the amount of attention you get from male, female, or any combination thereof. You are not the number of sit ups you can do, nor are you the number of calories in a day. Your are not your musthace. Your are no the hair on your legs. You are not a lilttle red dress. You are not amalgam of these things.
You are the content of your character. You are the ambitions that drives you. You are the goals that you set. You are the things that you laughs at and the words that you say. You are the thoughts you think and the things you wonder. You are beautiful and desireable not for the clique you attend, but for the spark of your life within you that compels you to make your life a full and meaningful one. You are beautiful not for the shape of the vessel, but for the volume of the soul it carries.