This One’s for You

This one’s for you; the one who is going through a tough time and is ready to give up,
The one who feels like nothing will ever go right again after making one mistake,
The one who has so much to offer the world, but remains silent and afraid of the comments and rejection of society,
The one who is silenced by fear and confusion,
The one who sees the beauty in people, even when people reveal nothing but their ugly sides,
To you.

I love you. I love your flaws and your remarkable features. I love that incredible mind of yours. You are beautiful, strong, and independent. It’s just an impossible period of time, not an impossible life.

Surround yourself with people who make you happy, do more of what brings serenity to your life, and smile more often. Happiness looks great on you, I’m sure of that. You are doing a wonderful job, and it’s only a matter of temporary stress, remember that.



You’re Something Beautiful

Let me tell you something;

You’re beautiful.

Your smile, your hair, your eyes, your hips, your legs, your waist, your everything.

I know it’s hard to believe it when the standards are Australian supermodels. I know it’s hard to believe it when you believe the mirror itself is fooling you. I know it’s hard to believe it when you see a picture of you and think a troll would look better.

But hey, you’re something beautiful.

Your laugh, your jokes, your shyness, your feelings, your qualities, your flaws, your everything.

Sometimes all you need is someone who will bring that little ounce of love you’d have for yourself out of you. It may take endless tries, and it might take one conversation. So when you liberate that love, thanks to a certain person, consider yourself lucky. Mainly because someone besides me or the people in your family has seen what an amazing and incredible person you are.

You’re something beautiful.

Flaws? You have them. Bad selfie angles? You have them. Influences by other supposedly perfect humans? You have them. Insecurities? You have them.

But it’s because you have them that I see you as beautiful, know that.

I say it again, love yourself. Love yourself like others love you.

Remember, you’re something beautiful.

Hey You

Hey you,

Sitting on the edge of the bed,
A thousand thoughts in your head,
The shredding laughs haunting your mind
Make hope harder to find.

Hey you,
Your smile starts to fade,
Reaching for the blade,
You just want some aid,
But you’ve lost all comrade.

Hey you,
Surrounded by your fears,
Drowning in your tears,
Drinking, hoping to reach the end
Of a life you can no longer defend.

Hey you,
You think happiness is impenetrable,
You think you are intolerable,
You have lost all glimpse of happiness
And life to you is now a bundle of emptiness.

Hey you,
There is the dark covering your heart, Preventing the sanity to play its part
You must know the authentic value of life
And refuse to surrender to that knife.

Hey you,
It’s time for you to walk along,
The path of fate while feeling strong,
And thus proving it’s here you belong
And the menace will hurtingly know it was wrong.


This is one of my favorite poems. It means a lot to me, and I thought about sharing it with you.


Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

– “Invictus” by William Ernest Henley