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Blunt, just blunt.


Who am I without all the “filters”?

Well, sometimes I ask myself the same thing..

Optimistic, enthusiastic, and always eager.

Some might even call me a stargazer.

 

But is that really who I am?

 

It is. I live my life with NO FILTER.

As we all should.

You can never make everyone happy.

Tall, short, fat, or skinny..

There will always be those who love you

And unfortunately those who hate you

 

So why bother?

 

Why should I be miserable for others’ happiness?

I only have one life, this life.

Why waste it trying to please other?

Why? Just why?

There’s no reasonable answer.

 

This is why I live my life how I please.

I do what I want.

Say what I want.

Whenever I want.

 

I have NO FILTER, and neither should you.

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