I am who i am

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A long time ago i stopped caring. Why should i? Do i really have to worry about all these stupid people staring? We live in a world where it cost money to die. I cant even express myself in public. Im afraid to cry. Does any of this matter? Who cares what im wearing? I shouldn't have to change myself because someone doesn't like it. Im not going to rearrange myself just because it might be cool to try it. I am who i am and the world will just have to learn to buy it.

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