A reminder that you deserve to be loved today – by others, by yourself – in spite of your flaws, for your flaws. For that snort at the end of your laugh. For that one time you fell in the fountain at the Louvre. For the way your eyes crinkle when you smile. For that one stray hair that just won’t stay. For all the callouses on your hands. For the way you have to squeeze into your jeans. For the fact that you have two left feet. For the strength of being in your own skin. For your weakest moments, for your strongest ones. Dear World, this is my love letter to you.