I kept on telling myself I had changed and changed and changed again, and you know when I look back I never changed at all. I simply wore different clothing until one day I wore nothing at all. It wasn't the nightmare you would think it to be, walking nakid and free. It was simply who I am and I love every scar flappy or firm and every line how it flows like the print of me. I wear me as I am and I am glad for it.
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