The world revolves around labels. A person can't just be a person, they have to be a certain type of person. Even a stranger on the street gets judged for what they wear, or how they walk.
My label is a little different then mosts. My label has a story-a story I wouldn't give up for the world. I share my label with my special someone.
What is my label you ask? I guess you're just going to have to find out. But don't worry, I'll tell you my story.
I guess my story starts in my collage morning class. I was majoring in art. Today we were to draw our version of a perfect world. While most drew a world without pollution or crime, mine was a world without labels. Ironic right?
In my world, you weren't judged or hated. I drew people, people in love. People of diffreint genders or races. I drew a world were gays weren't judged because of a million old book that people dont even know the true meaning of.
A world where a black person and a white person can be together. A world where a female can have any job she wants without being looked down on, same with males.
When I was finished I was proud. I loved my world, so much that I wanted to live in it! Sadly, I can't, but what I can do is create my own world. I can do anything I want!
And that is where my story began.. That is when the start of my label began. What is my label?
Queen of hell...
What do you think? I wasn't gonna say anything but oh well! This book is actually a dream I had. So whatever I write I saw. I'm just gonna write it in more detail but its still the same thing lol..
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