Im using this as a place to help me get my thoughts out.
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I am a young woman. I am a musician, an actress, a photographer, a painter, a dreamer, I am an artist. I am loved, I have aspirations, I have thoughts and virtues and morals. I believe in second chances and hope in better tomorrows. I am special, kind, unique, beautiful, ugly, adored, creative, and ambitious. I can be jealous, miserable, witty, unkind, pitiful, lazy, hated and inspired. I am human like you are. I am no less and no better than anyone else. We aren’t that different. But we have different perspectives and different hearts. We do not talk the same, look the same or act the same. And we especially do not think the same, so why would you think I believe I’m any better than you? What does that reveal about your heart? It reveals to me that you are broken and flawed just as I am.