@chxplow writes: Listen up little one. Mirrors are inevitably an exercise in distortion. Read your feminist theory, read everything. Learn that you aren’t defined by the circumference of your thighs or the hollows of your cheeks. Remember that you are a reflection of the company you keep.
In the next few years you’ll learn a lot about yourself. You’ll learn what it means to be loved and how destructive it can be to love too fiercely. You’ll find yourself settled by people who make your heart hurt with laughter. By eighteen, you still won’t quite have yourself together, but you’re so damn close.