promises are just words until they're fulfilled.
above all else, guard your heart.
you'll fall in love with my eyes before you fall in love with my heart. hold me to the promise where i said i'd never tell a soul my secrets.
i still believe in love.
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and i used to look upon myself as a piece of work, not art.
something which needed to be solved, put back together.
bend your arm to the right, shoulders back, don’t arch.
i wonder how i appeal to the outside world, do i need to remove anything?
what mirror was i looking into that i saw a universal flaw?
i am what i need to be, and acceptance or not from the world is not what i am here for. i shall be me, and i shall be beautiful and important. i am art which can not be defined.
i am what i am. pieces, broken, beautiful.
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Themed by Max davis.