

My body is like flowers. My body can be different. It can have scars left after I fell off my bike or when I scratched my body after a nervous breakdown. My body can be different. Sometimes, it's thinner; sometimes, it's fatter. When I don't have the opportunity to eat after a very hard day at work, or when I treat myself to buy some sweets and watch my favorite show. My body is different, and I am grateful to it for carrying me. It is strong, and it doesn't have to be beautiful. It is mine, so it is beautiful. Because it is a reflection of me and my life. ⭐💚✨🌈💘