Be your own eyes
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Some of you see a confident,shy,quiet girl.But in your eyes you see something different.If you looked through my eyes you'll see my true self , I'm not perfect,no one is.But everyone should make the best in what they have.See my life is not all rose pedals and lolly pops. I've had my fair share of ups and downs. You see just because of your past you think " oh , I'm trash anyway." No, don't let your past define you.See people give me dirty looks when they just look at me.They can do that because well simple as this I don't care cause they Don't know the real me, who I am.They don't know my past,and they certainly don't know my future.So don't let yourself become what they see.Be your own eyes
O my bad haha I went on and on about my life and my believes.I forgot to properly introduce myself,Well--- I'm LILY ANDERSON and my life has been fucking hell but there's got to be something better out there for me and I intend on finding it.
- AUTHORS NOTE Well, hello this story is going to be different haha , there's going to be love/heart break/custody battle/sexual abuse/physical abuse/violent language/basically anything you can think of that's what happened to lily so if you would like a update just vote ill do the first chapter when I get four votes and at least three comments Plz share this story and plz don't steal it , this story isn't just a story. Well anyway VOTE/COMMENT/SHARE/ FOLLOW ME :) Well One more thing Stay beautiful ~ Love Jess
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