Thanks Mom

Thanks for toleranting my "Phases"

my changes

my rotations

my edits 

my- 

well thanks for tolerating my "discoveries"

my understanding of what I've always known

my new definition of love

thanks for your toleration of me becoming more of me

wait a minute.

why do you tolerate my existance?

just because your dusty book says that it's not okay?

but im your daughter so what the hey

she can think girls are pretty

long as she has a man on her wedding day

thanks but no thank you mom

im not tolerating this anymore.

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