Dear God.
You know what? I know, I get obsessed. But i also know you will help relieve me of my obsessions. I know that no matter how much of a freakin goober i come off to be- that its my truth so what-fucking-ever!!!!!!! No seriously, why should I be embarrassed by the fact that I feel so much. I am not. Its my truth. Its my only fucking truth. I don't go through reality without my emotions. I need them. I need them because they drive me and they make me who I am, and without them I wouldn't be this passionate, aspriring, adorable little pixie who is set out to save the world.
You know what? If people cannot handle my intensity, or my passion, or my love- the AWESOMENESS of all the fucking love that I have to give- then so be it. That doesn't hurt me. I am not ashamed that people can't handle it. I am not sorry for who I am!!!!!! Because why should I be? Why? Because I am real, and people are afraid of looking at themselves. Of seeing who they really are. Of confronting their demons.

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