Temporary Post: That's What You Think.

You say these things, but I see no reason.
The freckle on your nose? I've never noticed it. Or what you said about your eyebrows and nails, despite how close we've grown over the past five years.
I'm jealous of your eyes. The colour is incredible and you've got a knack for eye makeup I know I'll never achieve.
Beached whale? Are you kidding me? You see yourself through a funhouse mirror compared to what everybody else sees. Stop degrading yourself.
Your hair is amazing, effortlessly brilliant. I have to work at mine for hours if I want it to look halfway decent. Luck you, you suit wavy and straight.
Those skinny jeans you bought look amazing on you, and don't let anybody tell you otherwise. Would I have let you out in public in them if they didn't? No. Would I have let you buy them in the first place? Definitely not.
If you want to get motivated, I will motivate you. Just ask.
And sticking your fingers down your throat doesn't make you thin, it makes you ill. In the more ways than one, and if I hear of you ever doing that again I'll stick my finger in your eye.
Your scars are part of who you are, like Remus', and if someone doesn't accept you for who you are then they're a pile of shit, thinking shit, talking shit. Flush them away. Obviously I'd prefer you not to have them at all because I hate it when you're hurting enough to do that, and I hope you see that there are always other ways to get through things, but no matter what you do, I'm always here for a hug and support.
Everybody has self esteem issues. EVERYBODY. Nobody is good at talking to people they really like, because it's just not human nature to be good at that. Either way, I'm sorry for pressuring you to talk to Batman Boy.
I'm always there to talk. You know that.
I've never known you not stick up for your friends. I can't count the amount of times you've stuck up for all of us, and you know the group, we're a team, we do that for one another. You and Elli took the litter picking when all of us were too cowardice to own up, which I'm not proud of.
It's not surprising that you're still stuck on him, really. Anybody else would be. Hell I'm stuck on a guy who doesn't even like me. At least you were in a relationship.
Don't you dare ever attempt to rake pills or cut too deep or whatever other method you might think of. Maybe you don't realise how much you mean. I've told you this before and I don't want to.say it again or I'll cry so I'll simplify it. I love you dude. You're my partner in crime, my duetist, of that's a word. My fellow obsessee. In the words of Amy Farrah Fowler, you're my bestie. I'd be lost without you maan, and even if we do eventually drift apart, you're still too awesome to leave the world.
You're not worthless dude. You're a good person. Bin Laden was worthless. Hitler was worthless. Man whose name I can't spell so I'll call Madam Insane was worthless. You're not. You have talents. You have skills, you have awesomeness, you have friends, you have a personality.
Never forget who you are.