This is my little corner of the vast internet world. What first brought me here doesn’t matter much anymore, I’m still here. I don’t know who sees me and it doesn’t matter if 1 or a billion see me. What’s that line…wherever you go; there you are. We all carry our baggage.
There’s no escaping who we are…I don’t want to escape myself. I want to be me and with that, here I am, all of me.
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