Meaning of Color

this was my story in the struggle of learning to accept who I am. Written during freshman year, I can say now that I'm a junior I have successfully grown up from that. It was truly the struggle. (seriously, da struggle) but I'm a little older. a little wiser, a lot crazier, but definitely more intune with who I am. It's meant to help those other young teens not really sure of themselves, by hearing my growing up an accepting it. Maybe it even relates to the "Perfect" People who knows? anyway, enjoy you guys. Much love <3