You don't know me, but I know me.
I don't see myself as beautiful, because I can see a lot of flaws. People have really odd opinions. They tell me I'm skinny, as if that's supposed to make me happy. I'm happy being myself, which I've never been before. I always hid in other people, or tried to find myself through the characters, or live out their lives, but I didn't have those things in mine. Where ever I am I always find myself looking out the window wishing I was somewhere else. But dats human..so m tryin 2 bring dat 'ELSE' to me..rather den going ..Will B Possible one day I WILL MAKE IT..
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