It's your second semester of your first year of college. I just want you to know that I'm proud of you for growing up into this wonderful and amazing person. I know you don't like talking about yourself and I know how much it's discomforting but I want you to know that you're beautiful in your own ways. Society can call you names and bring you down to the dirt, but you'll make it through. You're not alone.
I speak for the other the gay women and men out there who are afraid of being themselves. Just like me, we're the same.
We are born once to experience life till death comes and harvests our souls.
You're meant to smile, to love, to be who you want to be.
I want you to be happy.
I want you to see that you're free.
I want you to be who you want to be.
I want you to be just like me.
a somebody
not a nobody
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