The goal, dear friends, is vulnerability.
That's what I want.
But goddamn it, that's a fucking hard thing to pull off.
Being open is scary.
But I want to love and be loved for who I actually am.
So who I actually am needs to be seen by the world. All of the world.
Because the person who loves me is out there, but she won't recognize me if I am hiding my true self.
Vulnerability.
Here we go.
10:26 a.m. - 2014-09-29
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