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I'm not perfect. I don't think anyone is. I've made
mistakes, and I'm proud to say that everything I made,
taught me something new about life . Despite all the sh*t,
I'm still standing, still sane a little broken, yet
still able to stand on my two feet. My expriences define
the complex person that I have become. My mind is
constantly in movement, always thinking, always dreaming..
trying to see beyond the present. I'm scared, but I'm
brave. I'm weak, but I'm strong. I'm flawed, but I'm
perfect the way God made me.. I know this through my real
friends who's been there for me no matter what. Life can
attempt to drown me up often, but somewhere inside me,
there's a small fire that keeps on burning, that
continually keeps me warm amidst the colder and darker
half of life. Wahahahaha! yeah right... :D
On a much lighter note.....
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