"If I could write a letter to me and send it back in time to myself..." - Brad Paisley

What would it say?  It would be one of the longest letters for sure.  I think it'd be more of a list than a letter.  I'd include so many things.  Here's some of it:

• Practice smiling more often
• Hold the door open for all people (unless they're creepers)
• Speak up, even if you may be wrong
• Don't stay mad at grandma because she's not going to live forever
• Just because a boy says he likes you does not mean you have to date him
• Have some confidence, sweetheart
• Keep up the good grades; they'll get you somewhere
• Don't just have good grades; they aren't everything
• Choose your friends wisely
• Peer pressure does exist and try not to fall for it, and when you do, don't be too harsh on yourself
• Take voice lesson because you have so much potential
• Don't give up the violin just because Mama took it
• Exercise!  Your heart will thank you.
• Grandpa is trying to teach you patience, of course you probably won't ever have a lot, but it's good to have some
• Observe your surroundings... you can learn a lot
• Don't be a pushover

One of the last things on the list would be to not stop loving even if your heart gets bruised or chipped.  I may not fully trust everyone, but that boundary is necessary.  Life is a learning experience.  I love learning, though I may complain about class assignments.  I like learning that I can apply to real life.  I'm not sure exactly why God put me here on Earth, but He has a reason.  I'm slowly but surely learning what it is...  I was placed here to love and be loved - that I know for sure.
Love -- small word that means a lot.  I have loved, do love, and will love just as my Father loves me eternally.  I truly am a sweet, caring human being.  I feel as if we all have our moments where we get agitated, aggravated, frustrated, and just fed up with life.  But are we really done?  Do we really want to leave Earth in anger?  Do you want an end?  The thought has crossed my mind at times; however, it's love that keeps me here... no lie.  I don't want to lose what I've worked at to get.  We all have flaws, but that's what makes us beautiful and worth loving.  Someone out there loves my mistakes, forgives my oops, and loves me for me.  Why would I take that from them?  That's not loving at all!

Hey little girl with your tangled hair, your tattered clothes,
You're fifteen and you're about to bloom just like a rose.
You’re wishing that you had designer jeans
Like the ones you see in magazines.
Now I know you’d give anything just to fit in,
But your worth ain't on a price tag; it comes from within.
Don’t you know you’re beautiful? -- Kellie Pickler

According to me, you're perfect in the eyes of God.