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I am a shapeshifter of sorts. I can be whoever you want me to be. I can be lovely and kind, or I can be honest and raw. Trust me— I can be anything at all. Just tell me who you want me to be, and I will be her. I can be the person you need most, or your biggest fan. I can tell you you don’t need a man, or a five-year plan. I can tell you what you need to hear and be who you want me to be. But the problem is— I am no longer me. I don’t even know who me is anymore. She is hiding somewhere in all of these personalities I have created— waiting to be shared, waiting to be loved, waiting to be enough for someone, someday— waiting to be okay
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May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 12:59 PM UTC
Shapeshifter
I am a shapeshifter of sorts. I can be whoever you want me to be. I can be lovely and kind, or I can be honest and raw. Trust me— I can be anything at all. Just tell me who you want me to be, and I will be her. I can be the person you need most, or your biggest fan. I can tell you you don’t need a man, or a five-year plan. I can tell you what you need to hear and be who you want me to be. But the problem is— I am no longer me. I don’t even know who me is anymore. She is hiding somewhere in all of these personalities I have created— waiting to be shared, waiting to be loved, waiting to be enough for someone, someday— waiting to be okay
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ruby-8
17/F
May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 12:59 PM UTC
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