I won’t apologize

I’ve met too many boys who loved my surface, but feared my depth. I’m a crazy, chaotic maelstrom of laughter, warmth and happiness, sadness and nostalgia. I’m a hurricane of colors, feelings and words, twisted and intertwined in one sweep of existence. I’ve accepted my complexity and I won’t apologize for it.

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Move forward

Keep moving forward – not because love or happiness is promised, but because you know they exist. And maybe, just maybe, you will find them one day.