Most beautiful advice of all.

[beautiful]

Sometimes I just like to dream, dreams are how I escape from this hell-strucken world, and breathe a beautiful world into my vision. I would imagine something beautiful. My life is beautiful, even though I am sad sometimes. I like to imagine someone pretty. Someone, so I am there, I am there with them. I am there to comfort them, beknowingly, and give them a helping hand. I am there in their down moments, in their happiest days. This person exists, in my mind, and therefore that beautiful and pretty being must be me. I love her.

I may be strange, but let that be some advice. You are all beautiful, and no one person can say you're not, because it's objectively not true. Thank you, thank you all.