Three months ago, I had sepsis and almost didn’t make it. I now have this scar as a reminder of what I am capable of overcoming. I’m learning to love myself, scar and all. Bodies aren’t perfect, don’t obsess over obtaining perfection. Nightly ram
Here's to girls who suffer from the clothing police in France. Would my hideous $6 sweatshirt also run afoul of the fashion police? Jimmy crack corn and i don't care
