There is something about a crisp clean room, all white, with just a bit of unrulyness and art from wall to wall, that inspires me.
How many times have you…have I…found myself explaining myself to others? As if what I choose to do with my life, whom I choose to love or who I am deserves an explantion? For what? I believe in myself, to those that don’t…turn your back…walk the other way.
I am who I am…just let me be. I will be better than you imagine. But I can only be my best under my own terms. Your terms will only be warn as a garment. My terms will pour out of my soul and seep through my bones. It will be a beauty unimagined.
If there is one song that gave me strength and hope during a hurtful and confusing time growing up, this would be it…
Hero by Mariah Carey
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