I'm a normal girl, with an unusual past, and a habit of having secrets that destroy me every day.
The only way I get to be myself is playing my instruments or singing.
It's wonderful, isn't it? How music can help you display all the feelings you can never tell anyone for the fear they won't understand, or worse, they won't care.
Be yourself!
Love all of you!
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