What if you thought of yourself as a particular kind of beautiful, a specific, utterly original version of beautiful, one that could never be replicated and had never been replicated. What would your world look like then? How would your movements within it change? What if embodying your personal, original version of beautiful made you not wanna look or feel like anybody else’s beautiful? Who do you think you’d become? My prediction is that you’d become that person you always wanted to be like, dress like, act like..
You’d become your version-