"You couldn’t be more you right now.
You are pain, you are pleasure,
You have the taste of nights of sex and drugs or tea and tears on your tongue,
You are the one that lifted your wrecked and weary soul through the worst days of your life,
And the one that stood beside your soul as it sang with happiness on the best days.
You are broken and you are glued back together and you are still not imperfect,
You have remade and redrafted and painted over and over the scars and the shards of heartache,
And you are complete.
Never call yourself unfinished,
Or tell yourself you are not being the best you could be,
Because you are the only one present when you drag yourself out of bed each day and lift each leg until you’ve started walking again.
You are you,
Don’t doubt that."
Reblog if you believe gender fluidity exists