I don’t know how on Earth you think you’re not amazing and beautiful. The only thing wrong with you is your obvious need for glasses. You make me happy. You make me laugh. You make me feel like myself. There isn’t much more I could ask for. I just wish you could see it. I’ll hold my promise to tell you that you’re wonderful every single day ‘til you start believing it. ‘Cause you are and it’s such a waste to see you so unhappy with yourself when you’re so clearly amazing.