this whole time, i thought changing the world was something you did. an act you performed. something you fought for. i don't know if that's true anymore. what if changing the world is just being here? by showing up no matter how many times we get told we don't belong. by staying true even when we're shamed into being false. by believing in ourselves even when we're told we're too different. and if we all held on to that. if we refused not to budge and fall in line. if we stood our ground for long enough...
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sixteen |
scorpio |
queer |
she / her
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...just maybe...
the world can't help but change around us.
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