As happens every summer, my freckles are popping like whoa, and I hate it.

I was complaining about it last night, and D said, “I love your freckles. You’re beautiful no matter what, but you’re the most beautiful when you’re smiling.”

Omg my heart, y’all. ♥️♥️♥️♥️

I can say that I’ve found some peace recently with my looks/body. I can waste time obsessing, or I can get on with living. This is me in all my unfiltered glory.

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