"She was fascinated with words. To her, words were things of beauty, each like a magical powder or potion that could be combined with other words to create powerful spells"

This hits me in my soul.

To start this off I need to add a little background story. I have always cared about 2 things; Other peoples opinions and my own aesthetic.

Before i started school i read a lot. Whenever we were on vacation i would read about a book a day. When I was home I did not read as much, but still more than others I found out. Therefore, I stopped. As well as I stopped drawing. And as well as I stopped writing.

This month I have read three books and started a fourth. And I have realised 2 things; i should have never stopped reading, and I stopped reading, because I felt like I was not pretty enough to be someone who read.

I had the same feeling this week when I started reading more. I was not taking care of myself in a way that would make me prettier.

I have now decided that I will not care. I will read. I will draw. I will write. And I will look hella cute while doing it.