To the girl who wonders if she will ever wonder if she will ever love herself in her body; one day not only you will adore the skin God blessed you with, but so will the world. To the girl who lost hope in love after witnessing so many failed love stories prevailed in her life and those closest, you found the love of your life at 19. To the girl worried if she would ever leave the hood, you left over 12 years ago now. To the girl who could wait to be twenty-one, you will one day wish to be thirteen again. To the girl who never stopped till she got enough, you still love Michael Jackson. To the girl who could not sleep without her mother, you now sleep over two hundred miles from her every night. To the girl who cries herself to sleep, now to fall asleep to prayers. To the girl who wished that guys noticed her, you now break hearts at least once a new season. To the girl wondering if her skin would ever clear up, people now beg for your skincare routine. To the girl who hated wearing glasses in elementary school, you will own over ten pairs by the age eighteen. To the girl who promised herself she would never change, authenticity is still your favorite self-possessed quality. To the girl who loved playing in the clubhouse with her dad and sister, your dad left the apartment in 2010. To the girl who hated her teeth, your smile is the most beautiful thing about you.
To the girl who would never cry after a movie, Life is Beautiful brings you to tears every time. To the girl who got baptized at age five, God is the reason you are still alive. To the girl who was raised by a Leo, fashion is extremely important to you. To the girl raised listening to Babyface and Outkast, you cannot live without music. To the girl who adores looking at skyscrapers, you finally went to New York City. To the girl who writes television scripts in her notepad, you studied Mass Communications in college. To the girl who would straighten her hair weekly, you are known for your black curly hair. To the girl who wondered who her first college roommate would be, you met her the first day of seventh grade. To the girl afraid of failure, you now smile in the face of uncertainty. To the girl who was scared of getting shots, you have over ten piercings and seven tattoos. To the girl who was over life at age ten, your twenty-year-old self is grateful we stayed.