I Know It’s Late And This Is Not My Thing

May 11, 2008

Happy Mother’s day to my Mama.

 

When I was three, she bought me a lot of fairytale books. They had colorful pictures and big letters which I couldn’t read, but I was still fascinated by them even though I barely understood what they were about. These books eventually led me to believe that princesses have to be unbelievably gutsy creatures to survive until the "and they lived happily ever after" cut. I learned to believe that if I am going to be anyone in life, I have to have conviction along with the stubborness to stand by it.

 
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