you are the places you want to visit. you-fragments of phrases, marked with ink in your favorite books. you are the paths that you hope to keep going. you are beautiful characters that remind you of yourself in your favorite books. you are full of dreams, which, I hope, one day will come true. you are not your appearance, weight, breast size, distance between the hips, scars, hair color or eye color, and not even your name; it does not define you. because you are everything beautiful that makes up your soul, and nothing else.
