Live, love, be happy.❤️
Years ago, happiness was far beyond me, until I started living. I loved my whole being. I accepted my flaws, mistakes and imperfections. I accepted it all with both hands. I forgave myself for not loving myself enough, then when I started living, I was happy with myself. I was happy for who I was irrespective of people's opinions or what they all have to say. I first made myself happy because if I don't, no one else will. I took good care of myself. I was contented with the little I had while praying to God to add some more. I believed in myself, I built myself, I encouraged myself.
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