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Me


Behind a wall of 574 grey new balance shoes

Gelled hair combed to the right

Straight legged jeans

A dark blue button-up

Black Active socks  

With a black and silver bead bracelet

I am a fucking boss.

I seem not a give a flying fuck about

What anyone says about me

My sexuality or state of mind

 Because I am unique

And I have to live with the decisions that I make.

Yes my voice is high

Yes I have a big butt

Yes I may care for people too much

Yes I care about how I present myself

And no one can make me change that.

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