I could sit down and write out my entire story I have wrote out parts of it but today’s not the day to share those most of which dark and revel parts of myself I’m not sure how much of the world I’m willing to share that with. Let’s just say like everyone else on here I’ve been through my fair share of it all. Love, loss, heartbreak, headachs, self-destruction and self-discovery. There’s no escaping it espically my peers all of us 20-something year olds who are ruled by this idea of popularity and perfection who are parents raised us to be or we see on social media or some made up combination of both we have in our heads that we project to the world on instagram. I pride myself on one thing and was able to start over many times to rebuild myself from the ground up three times I burried myself underneath lies some internal and some external but three times I found the truth and started rebuiling all that I lost in the lies. After all that I realized that everyday I have a chance to start over and be myself free from the lies and tell the truth. So I make my bed every morning, and take out the trash at night. Happy Monday.
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