Unfiltered
I am unfiltered.
From the clothes I wear, to the way I do my hair.
I am unfiltered.
Never holding back, I speak my mind one hundred percent of the time.
I am unfiltered.
My pictures display every flaw that makes me who I am.
I am unfiltered.
I am comfortable in my own skin, the imperfections that make me grin.
I am unfiltered.
In the end it is these things that make me, me...
I will stay unfiltered.
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