Dear Teenage Girl

In a big scary world, your room is like a fortress of blissful solitude. An incubator for the strong, powerful woman you’ll eventually be. Your four walls don’t constrict you, instead they liberate and uplift you like nothing else can. Like blank canvases, with the paintbrush that is your imagination, you transform them into colourful tapestries, revealing your greatest dreams and desires. Your diary is the window to your soul. The clothes in your wardrobe make you feel like Picasso; each outfit is your masterpiece. Your mirror only reveals your front cover, because beneath the surface a rich story can be told and one day, the world will have the pleasure of hearing it.


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