Novel & Cerita Bela Diri

I said in a duh tone. Completely ignoring what I said he spoke. "Do you know what I see?" he answered his own question. "I see a girl, a girl who hasn't been given the right amount of love in her life. A girl who is strong but she feels she's not, Who is easily the most insanely beautiful girl I have ever laid my eyes on but she says otherwise because she believes more in peoples words than in herself. Who is unhealthingly thin but gives herself to the idea that she's overweight. Who is broken but definitely not beyond repair" The more I listened to Dili's speech the more the tears I managed to hold back before rushed down like endless droplets of rain.

She looked in the mirror, not really liking what she saw, especially when those words echoed in her head. "You've changed." She lowered her gaze a little disappointed. --I can't do anything, that's just the way I am. She whispered a little. She took the resume that was on the nightstand; she glanced at it to see if she had put everything in correctly; it was actually almost empty. She poured herself a cup of coffee along with a piece of toast, and when she bit into it, the bread reminded her that she hadn't eaten anything for almost two days; she hadn't noticed because of the sadness she felt. She tried not to think about her misfortune anymore, so she finished her bread and her coffee. Alic

9 I salivated with difficulty, looking at myself and my reflection: What do you want to look like this? My reflection showed a disapproving face and I couldn't find an answer and I feel like doing this is going to drive me crazy, I sighed deeply and whispered with encouragement: It's okay... It's okay!9 Then I walked out of the room slowly towards the living room, and only found two people! A woman looks in her mid-forties and a man looks close to her age as well!

I grabbed my phone, set it up on the tripod in the living room, and hit the button to go live. “Good morning, beautiful people,” I said, smiling big at the camera. “It’s your girl Bella here, coming to you with no makeup and real talk. Today I want to remind every single one of you, especially my thick queens out there, that your body is not a problem to be fixed. It’s a home to be loved.” The comments started flooding in fast. Hearts, fire emojis, and messages from women who looked just like me. Yes queen! Preach! Finally someone who gets it.

she asked me gently. That was it. I couldn’t hold it in anymore—I broke down in tears. She didn’t look away. Instead, she stepped closer and said softly, “What they call you doesn’t define you. What defines you is what you call yourself... what you believe about yourself.” She paused in front of me, her voice steady and full of conviction. “Raina, you are a warrior. A leader. And you should know by now—no one is going to stand up for you... unless you stand up for yourself.”

Luna smiled at her friend. “How did you get to be so wise?” Rita shrugged, a sly smile on her face as she leaned back in her own chair. “Years and years of badass living myself,” she replied, confidence in her every word. “No one else can be me, I don’t want to be anybody else. Also, I can’t be anyone else, because life is balanced. If no one else can be me, then I can’t be anyone else. Except the person I made myself to be. That, we have power over.”

Love yourself! END.

Belinda asks and I my mouth grows wide as Talia produces a menacing glare of her own and it looks more wicked than anything Belinda has ever conjured, it is straight up horrific to look at and my heart drums against my rib cage. "Your character is what is unbearable Belinda, I do not get how the people around you condone such horrific and terrible behavior but let me say this straight to your face, your behavior stinks, you think you have it all but you are just a wannabe, a used belonging that has been discarded, that is what you are, and the sooner you realise that you are actually just very small and not a giant like you would like to think of yourself then it would be better for you and

“Pangalawa, love and value yourself first. May mga taong ang pagpapahalaga sa sarili ay sa panlabas lang pero walang totoong dangal sa kalooban. You are God’s greatest creation so act like a royalty because your dad in heaven is the real King. Hindi ibig sabihin nito na magiging mayabang ka, pero hindi ka rin papayag na tratuhing mababa o mumurahin ng iba.” May struggles si Tala sa sinabing ito ng ina, madalas kasi ay marami siyang insecurities lalo na sa kulay niya. Mapuputi ang mga katutubong Mezati pero kulay tribo Eskaya ang balat niya. Ngayon naiintindihan niya na ang tunay na ganda niya ay manggagaling sa kanyang kalooban at hindi panlabas lang.