It's okay if you're not skinny and don't fit into size zero jeans. It's okay boys don't whistle at you (I mean, you're not a dog, are you?) It's okay your friends are leaving, because if they were such good friends, they'd be sitting by you trying to not make you feel like shit. Its okay your parents shout at you. They're just trying their best. It's okay you feel as though you lost yourself, everybody does from time to time. It's okay if you're still searching for that missing part of you, we all are. It's okay to feel alone, but you have to remind yourself that you're not. You must remind yourself that you are beautiful, a replica of nobody else. You're you and that's damn well good enough for me.