You know what I just realised? People live fucking shittyass lives and still smile and spread happiness. So who am I to cry about my life?
As long as I have food, clothes and a place to live I'm a lucky bitch. People starve to death and I get to eat 3 meals a day. What more can I ask for?
So I've decided that I will try my fucking best to not whine over my stupid insecurities. I might. But I'll try not to.
In this picture I'm with artist Anjali and a few of her friends. It's her birthday today. Let's all come together and try to make her dream about making every person happy come true. I will make sure the other one which consists of around 20 chocolates comes true.
I don't love you all. But I admire some very deeply.
Peace and prosperity,
Vanya.
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