This is a weed.

And it holds every child’s hopes and dreams.

"Weed" is a word for "plant I don’t know how to do anything with yet." But weeds, as a rule, are successful species. Because they can grow anywhere and they can live through anything.

So can you.

Be a weed. Grow, adapt, flourish, and don’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks of you because of how pretty or useful you are. You are. That is enough.

This. This is the most inspiring thing I have ever read