I read a sexy compillation of words written by a tower of beauty and elegance. I loved what I read so much that I stole it. Yep, yanked it right off the page and inserted it; perhaps "incepted" it into my own mind. It sounds so much like me. It feels so much like me that I took it. But indicative of the fact that I took it, further expresses the fact that these words could not be mine-
If I waste my life fitting into the mold of approval I’ll spend the latter years of my life wondering who I was supposed to be. My soul is genuinely composed of WHO I AM.
JAS, I dig this. You've got the "WRITE" attitude. Push on little sister, push on :)
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