There was a time when I stood against conformity and social status. It was a time when I wore what I wanted to, did what I wanted to and said whatever I felt like saying. I was real... and I was me. I rocked out and I sported whatever look made me feel good, and feel like me. Whether it was flame-embroidered cloth bracers (Read: socks with
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There is a point when we realize that we don't have to fight tooth-and-nail every waking moment just to get by. If we don't resist, life is much easier and we find comforts and pleasures in other places.
Who we are changes from day-to-day. Just because you aren't who you were doesn't mean you can't be happy with the new you. It takes some getting used to.
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