Imagine
A world
Everyone was themselves
No beauty standards
No pressure to fit in
Everyone was in charge of they're own lives
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Thoughts Of A Broken Girl
PoetryWARNING this is my safe-space. Please understand I've written these over years. Im not a freshman in high-school anymore so I like to think it gets less cringe. But welcome to my mind.
Perfect world
Imagine
A world
Everyone was themselves
No beauty standards
No pressure to fit in
Everyone was in charge of they're own lives
