Love

I love you.
All of you.
Every inch of skin you have on your imperfectly perfect bodies.
I love your diseases, your sicknesses, your struggles.
I love you no matter what.
I love you, even when you feel like no one else in this world loves you.
I love you so much, because you are imperfect.
Because those imperfections are you.
The literal definition of imperfect is: "not perfect, faulty."
To me, you are in no way faulty.
The definition of imperfect TO ME is this:
Quirky, individualistic, free, true.
It is so important in this world to be true.
True to yourself.
Because every one of you has a beautiful soul, one that you should wear proudly.
You may not love me, and most likely you don't, but that's okay.
Hopefully one day you will see this and realize that love is the key to life.
Hopefully one day you will see the people around you, your equals, in the way that I see them: with love.
Hopefully one day you love them, all of them, if you don't already.
Our world needs you to love one another.
Love the "nerd" who believes that there isn't anyone out there who cares.
Love your mom, because I can assure you she loves you with every single ounce of her body and soul.
Love your teachers, the ones who work so hard to give you knowledge.
Love your enemy, the one who might need your love the most of all.
Love is the only gift given to us.
Use it.
Please.

Love, Bre

Only one song for today:
"Life Is Beautiful" by Vega 4

And also the most important part,
The reason why I am feeling this way is because I just read an amazing letter, which I think that each and everyone person in the world should read. It is long, so make sure that you have a good 10-20 minutes to read and digest it. Maybe less time or maybe more, depends on the type of person you are. This letter has changed my thinking about life, which was the purpose of it. I am so blessed to have read it. Please, all I ask is that you read it. You won't regret it. The link is below.

http://www.actualsanity.com/

^^^^^^^^Letter^^^^^^^^^^