For the school dances that you looked terrible at. For the boy who didn’t think you were good enough. For the summers you spent in sweatshirts, hiding. For the dressing room mirrors that witnessed your meltdowns. For every compliment you couldn’t take seriously. For those who expect you to fail. But most importantly, for you; to feel happy, confident, and healthy.
(Source: teachmehowtoskinny, via perf3ctly-thin)
