Hold on let me put on my filter. 

Hold on let me fliter this out. 

No blemishes. 

My life needs to be filterd.  

I am just a flaw. 

No. 

I don't believe it.

No. 

I won't do it. 

Screw fliters. 

Screw photoshop.

Screw Magazines. 

I will be who I was meant to be.

I will be what God wants to see.

No more filters.

No more. 

I am perfectly unperfect in my unfilterd way.