I fall in love every few days with a new face, in new ways.
If I could, I'd love the whole human race, but I'll start with someone like you.
All the love,
F.

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If you want to label yourself, go head, I won't judge you: as long as you are confident in your identity then I can't be nothing but happy for you, but don't you dare label me.
I know who I am and I don't need you to put me into a cage, because, shock horror, even the goldest birdcage it's still a cage.
And I know that this may seem a paradox, but the only label I stan is "lover", only because it's the purest and kindest one.
It means that I love: doesn't matter your gender, skin colour, religion, etc.
I love your thoughts not your "where doesn't shine the sun area".
After years of being called the hairy girl, the fat girl, the lonely girl and then the anorexic one, I'm tired.
I'm not here to please you and if you don't like me, don't expect me to try to fit in.
I'm not a chameleon: I don't need to change my appearance nor my attitude to blend in.
And the reason why it's easy peasy lemon squeezy: I don't want to.
I already have to blend my daily 10kg of foundation, I ain't got time for your shît.
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