I rise in revolt,
my breast painted blue
and fist raised high.
"I will not be perfect!"
I celebrate my emotions,
my imperfections,
my daily troubles,
and I will not apologize.
I will not bow to sympathy
or adoration.
I will be proud.
My color will shine bright
until you can see it true.
Blue flames,
electricity and intensity-
the kind to jolt you from the norm
and lighten the heart.
My breast will shine!
Despite staying up so late/early, I feel great. My class this morning was a good refresher and I got stuff done that I've had on my mind for like... EVER D> That post haunted me... lol. Well now I can get going on my profile and that post, my essay for homework, and wiping out the little collections in Monster Galaxy XDD HOORAY!
I feel like a huge burden has been lifted.
I feel good.
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Fragmented Self who wanders through life like a dreamer and wades through the river of dreams as though it were the only truth left in this world
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