i look up to those to inspire me to be more. their hard work and dedication to their craft lights a fire in my heart. no one taught me how to be who i am. wasnβt raised by a parent who cared - instead abandoned, beaten, overlooked, ignored.
i wouldnβt change what iβve lived through for the world. itβs exactly why iβm who i am.
i do for others what was never done for me and itβs the expectation iβve created by being myself. thatβs some real ass shit.