Beauty is not long hair, fair skin or perfect teeth. Beauty is the scar on your knee from when you fell down as a kid. It is the laughter when you make a joke and you’re the only one who can understand. It is the sweet smell of soil before the first monsoon rain. It is the peacefulness when you enjoy the shades of the sunrise.
Beauty is the marks life leaves on us. Beauty is the little things that make you the most alive. Beauty is letting yourself live.