Hating yourself is like hating the sun. No matter how much you complain of it agitating your eyes, its brilliance shines on.

The sun never has an inferiority complex. It shines the same whether above or below.

Your oddity is your hottest commodity but you scratch yourself like it's the lottery to reject yourself mentally, spiritually & bodily.

Those who
disrespect you
with their mouth
don't deserve
your ear.

The fun part is finding which thoughts, in that crazy beehive of emotion, are the ones that mass produce the honey.

When good things are on the horizon you keep walking towards the sun.