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You're twelve, young and free. I laugh at your username, because you don't see how rare and beautiful it is to exist. You were born free, and you will help make this world free. Even if you aren't a huge part of it, the gears in your head are turning, twisting, thinking of all the ways you can make it better.
If you can't see your dreams, dream a better one.
If you can't love yourself, how are you going to love someone else?
Don't you dare say you aren't meant to be here. If you weren't the universe would snap their fingers and send you somewhere else.
But you're here.
You were meant to be here.
You're human, while all the others are inhumane. You're the heroine in the story, say fuck off to all the obstacles in your way. There are people just like you, dreaming, thinking. Wanting to erase themselves. Pick up your pencil, point a middle finger high in the air and rewrite your story.
We were meant to be challenged.
To prove our worth.
You can't win if you don't fight.
Show the fuckers you can stop being a wimp and stomp on all their big heads as you climb to the fucking top.
You are the universe. Everything revolves around you.
Show the dark space that you can be a star.