About

I am just a concrete flower. Trying to find my place in this world between the cracks and flaws. Curiously misplaced and strangely beautiful. Painting eloquent with my pedals and feeling frail against the wind. Dreaming of days of betterment and beauty, days where the sun shines and the rain quenches my thirst and helps me to grow. Days where I can dance free, alone, and happy. Finding healing in the form of words and delving into the challenges of everyday lived. Contrasting the stipulations of statistics to become what I want, and bloom where I want. I am thankful to grow and experience the beauty of change. Appreciate the idiosyncrasies of the world and people in it.  Inhaling the toxin of intrepidity. I breathe. I smile. I laugh. I feel. I am alive.

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