I am not most people, I am not who I am because of what you want me to be. I am not the world's image of perfect, a mirror of others desires to be shattered whenever I fall out of conformity. I am a concrete wall, solid and indestructible; made ugly in the eyes of society because I stand out and refuse to bow down to their mediocrity. I have cracks and I have pits, but there's nothing wrong with it. These are marks of my character, proof that I have weathered life's brutal storm. I am my own form.
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I positively revel in this sentiment. This is a powerful yet wholly understated principle. Fantastic!