Jun 26, 2017
Letting go of insecurities and Defining what it means to be me. 🌺
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Letting go of insecurities and Defining what it means to be me. 🌺
2 Certificates about Success, Labyrinth & Defining Me
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Sin is all I've been able to wield, it's been my sword and even been my shield Hollis has spent her life doing what it takes to scrape by, even when that means doing things that are... less than legal. Let them call her slum trash, a thief, a criminal. She's realistic. She knows the insults are true, but she knows that's not all she is, either. She'll never be free of her past, but really, who would she be without it? It's these chains that are defining me
"I'm a homogeneous colloid"
-phanzihatfuck
Not holding anything back
One last little note: I put some really personal stuff into this assignment, but that’s okay. I’m not ashamed of any of it. I’m not ashamed of who I am and what brought me here. I am totally open if you want to talk to me about it or if you have any questions about any of it. I will answer to the best of my ability. Somethings make me uncomfortable to talk about, but I am not hiding anything. I am willing to try to answer and be open to any questions. This assignment asks how I define myself and my personal identity, so I did my best to do just that.
I am a goofball. I have “laughing fits” where I laugh for 30 minutes to an hour over seemingly nothing, and I just can’t stop. This video is an examples. I was watching a video of this baby laughing in slow motion (it’s HILARIOUS), and I fell out of my chair laughing so hard. Part of my personality is being silly. After all, my favorite thing to do is laugh.
It’s funny
to feel okay and scared and loved and lonely. It’s strange, like standing in the middle of a room of people but realizing, in that moment you are entirely unnoticed. Tenuous grasp of the curtains, peeking outside...what will this day bring?
moulded, certainly scorched, scratched detached torn apart and stitched back together whole again by pain yours, mine, ours but defeated destitute defined dismal by it I shall never be
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