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When will it stop?
I wonder why my peers around me are being brain washed but I'm the one who can see past the things they were victims to. I wonder why a modern day female can't sleep with a guy she likes without being shamed. Society is never satisfied always know that, if you are petite you are considered anorexic. If you are a little on the thick side you are considered obese. When will it end? I will never let others label me and put a limit on my abilities I am strong, I am independent, I am me. Nobody in the world can stop me from being me. I am strong willed never will be the one to wear jordons on my feet because if I don't I'll be shamed, never will be the one to try my hardest to fit in. I am Destiny, I love being unique, being different is a beautiful that is a thing not many people can love I wanna change my peers mind sets I wanna see them grow when will it end?......All Rights Reserved

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